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SPIRITUAL"" 


ORIGINAL    AND    SELECTED* 


FOR  THE  USE  OF  CHRISTIANS. 


By  D.  MILLARD  &  J.  BADGER. 


"I  will  sing-  with  the  spirit." — Paul. 


FIFTH    EDITION. 


UNION  MILLS,  N.  Y. 

Published  by  the  Christian  Gen.  Book  Association, 

Printed  at  the  Office  of  the  Ch.  Palladium. 


1838. 


Entered  according  to  act  of  Congress,  in  the 
year  1831,  in  the  Clerk's  office  for  the  Northern 
District  of  New-York,  by  David  Millard,  and 
Joseph  Badger. 


PREFACE. 


In  offering  a  new  collection  of  hymns  to  the 

Eublic,  perhaps  a  brief  apology  is  due  to  our 
rethren.  This  we  freely  present  them. 
Notwithstanding  several  good  collections  of 
hymns  have  already  been  published  in  the  Chris- 
tian connexion,  designed  by  their  respective  com- 
pilers as  standard  works,  yet  all  of  them  with 
which  we  are  acquainted,  are,  in  our  judgment,- 
defective  in  some  way  or  other  :  1st :  A  consid- 
erable portion  of  the  hymns  found  in  all  of  them, 
are  not  sung  in  any  congregation,  with  which  we 
are  acquainted.  2d  :  Most  of  them  are  deficient 
in  variety,  of  such  hymns  as  our  congregations 
need  for  stated  use.  3d :  Several  hymns  are 
found  in  all  of  them,  which  contain  unscriptural 
expressions,  and,  in  some  instances,  improper  lan- 
guage. 4th  :  Many  excellent  hymns  are  sung  in  all 
our  congregations,  Which*  are  not  contained  in  any 
large  collection  extant  among  us,  but  which  have 
been  circulated  in  small  pamphlets,  not  easily 
preserved,  nor  conveniently  used  in  our  meetings 
for  worship.  All  these  defects  we  have  endeav- 
ored to  remedy,  as  far  as  the  size  of  our  book- 
would  permit.  Yet,  we  may  have  erred  in  some, 
or  even  in  all  these  particulars;  but  we  confi- 
dently trust  not.  We  are  aware,  however,  that 
such  is  the  diversity  of  taste  among  Christian 
worshippers,  relative  to  hymns,  that  it  is  not  ex- 
pected this  collection,  nor  any  other  which  could 
be  made,  would  suit  every  one.  We  have  only 
to  say,  that  in  our  humble  judgment,  this  collec- 
tion, according  to  its  size,  is  more  free  from  the 
above  defects,  than  any  with  which  we  are  ac- 
quainted. 


IV  PREFACE. 

For  convenience,   we   have   divided  i 
into  two  parts.     Part  I.  contains  a  .selection  from 
the  Psalms  and  Hymns  of  Dr.   Watts,    with  a 
reference   over  each,  ^o  found 

in  Watts's.  We  have  abridged  several  of  fhern, 
and  have  also  taken  the  liber:}'  to  erase 
tural  expressions  where  they  occurred,  and 
substitute  scriptural  ones  in  their  room.  Part 
II.  contains  Hymns  and  Scriptural  Songs  by  dif- 
ferent authors* ;  a  few  of  which  have  never  ap- 
peared in  any  hymn-book  before.  We  prefer 
this  arrangement 'to  that  of  classing  hymns  under 
different  heads,  or  subjecis.  Tins*  manner  of 
compiling  a  hymn-book  is  attended  with  one  dif- 
ficulty, at  least,  while  at  the  same  time  it  can 
present  but  little  advantage.  In  order  to  make 
out  a  variety  on  a  number  of  subjects,  some 
hymns  are  always  insened.  which,  perhaps,  are 
never  used  in  our  congregations,  while  others, 
superior  in  merit,  are  omitted.  Instead  of  clas- 
sing the  hymns,  we  have  giveil  directions  over 
our  table  of  first  lines,  how  hymns  on  several 
different  subjects  may  be  readily  found.  (See 
the  Index.) 

We  would  further  slate,  that  we  have  compiled 
this  book,  at  the  request  of  a  large  and  respecta- 
ble number  of  Elders  and  Brethren.  May  their 
best  expectations  be  realized  ;  and  may  this  col- 
lection of  hymns  aid  and  cheer  our  brethren  in 
general,  on  their  pilgrimage-joumep,  till  they, 
with  the  humble  compilers,  shall  be  raised  to  sing 
the  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb,  with  the  innu- 
merable concourse  around  the  throne  of  God. 
The  Compilers. 


PSALMS  AND  HYMNS, 


BY    DR.    WATTS. 


PSALM  1— W.  5.  CM. 
For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

LORD,  in  the  morning  thorn  shalt  hear, 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r,     , 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills,  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 

Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne, 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight, 
The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 

I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 

Make  ev'ry  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 


6  PSALM  2,3. 

PSALM  2— W.  17.  S.  M. 

Portion  of  saints  and  sinners  ;  or  hope  and  de- 
spair in  death. 

ARISE,  my  gracious  God, 
And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
They  are  but  thy  chastising  rod, 
To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here,  in  this  life,  his  pleasure  lies, 
And  ail  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boast  of  all  his  store  ; 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  soul  can  wish  no  more. 

4  I  shall  behold  the  face 
Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Wash'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There's  a  new  heav'n  begun, 
When  I  awake  from  death, 

Dress'd  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 

PSALM  3— W.  23.  S.  M. 

rpHE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
J-     I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  1  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  ] 


PSALM  4.  7 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place, 
Where  heav'nly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows, 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear ; 

Though  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes 
Thou  dost  my  table  spread, 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows. 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 
Shall  crown  m\  following  day 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  ; 

Nor  ■■■ 

PSALM  -,— w.  27.  1st  Part.  CM. 
The  Church  is  our  delight  and  safety.    . 

THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
And  my  salvation  too ; 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires  : 
O !  grant  me  an  abode 


\  PSALM  5. 

Among  the  churches  of  thy  samts. 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 
And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 

Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 
There  may  his  children  hide  ; 

God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 
Above  my  foes  around ; 

And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

PSALM  5— W.  27.  2d  Part.  C.  M. 
Prayer  and  Hope. 

SOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
"Ye  children  seek  my  grace  ;" 
My  heart  replied,  without  delay, 
'Til  seek  nry  Father's  face."' 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 
Nor  frown  my  soul  away  -, 

God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  deaj, 
Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 

My  God  will  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief. 
Had  not  my  soul  believed 


PSALM  G.  9 

Thy  grace  would  soon  provide  relief, 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceived. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 

And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

PSALM  6— W.  30.  2d  Part.  L.  M. 
Health,  sickness,  and  recover}/. 

IjMRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
And  I  presumed  'twould  ne'er  be  night ; 
Fondly  I  smd  within  my  heart, 
"  Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart." 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long; 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 

3  I  cried «loud  to  thee,  my  God, 

"  What  cansl  thou  profit  by  my  blood  I 

Deep  in  the  dust  can  1  dec1  are 

Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodliest  there?'7 

4  "Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,"  I  said, 
"And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead;" 
Thy  word  rebuked  the  pains  J  felt, 
Thy  pard'ning  love  removed  my  guilt. 

5  My  and  forms  of  wo, 
Are  tuj                     and  pra i.-es  now  ; 

I  throw  Mind, 

And  ease  an  !  round, 


10  PSALM   7,  8. 

C  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  silent  of"  thy  name  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  thro'  earth  and  heaven, 
For  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiven. 

PSALM  7— W.  32.  S.  M. 

Forgiveness  of  sins  upon  confession. 

O  BLESSED  souls  are  they, 
Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er ! 
Divinely  blessed  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  pa^t, 
And  keep  their  hearts  witrr  care  ; 

Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  "While  I  conccal'd  my  guilt, 
T  felt  a  fest'ring  wound  ; 

JTill  I  confess'd  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found.  ,    ^ 

4  T.rt  tuners  learn  to  J 

Our  b  distress., 

Is  found  in  God  al 

PSALM  8— W.  31   1st  Part.  L  M. 
God's  care  of  the  saints ;  or  dd:vcranct  by  prayer. 

LORD,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days, 
Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 
My  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace, 

Whore  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  song. 


PSALM  9.  11 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me  ; 
Come  let  us  all  exalt  his  name  : 

I  sought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  exposed  my  hope  to  shame. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief, 

My  secret  groaning  reach'd  his  ears  ; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heav'nly  shine  ; 

A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  who  serve  the  Lord  : 

0  fear  and  love  him,  all  ye  saints, 
Taste  of  his  grace  and  trust  his  word ! 

C  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood : 

But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good. 

PSALM  9— W.  39.  2d  Part.  C.  M. 
The  vanity  of  man  as  mortal. 

TTEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
-*-    Thou  maker  of  my  frame, 

1  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 
An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 


2  PSALM  lo. 

Man  is  hut  vain  and  empty  dust. 
In  all  his  flower  an<Sf  rime. 

3  See  the  vi '  move, 

Like  shadows,  o!er  the  | 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 

But  all  their  noise  is  v. 

Some 

til  for  hcyrs,  they  know  not  who. 
And  s  ti  :n  no  more. 

t  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then, 
From  creatures,  earth  anffck 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

>nd  desires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  imprest  up 
And  make  my  God  my  all 


nil. 

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PSALM  10— V.*.  40.  1st  ?nr+.  C.  M. 
A  song  -"from  great  distress. 

T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord  : 
-*-  He  bow?d  to  he- 

And  I  r 

2  He  raised  me  from  a  horri< 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay 


PSALM  11.  13 

And  from  my  bonds  released  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 
And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 

To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 

4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad : 
The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear, 

And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ! 
Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great ! 

We  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough, 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor,  and  low. 
And  light  and  peace  depart, 

My  God  beholds  my  heavy  wo, 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

PSALM  11— W.  45.  2d  Part.  L.  M. 
Christ  and  his  church ;  or  the  mystical  marriage. 

HPHE  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face, 
-*-    Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace  ! 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  que"en  array'd  in  purest  gold  ; 
The  world  admires  her  honv'rih  r] 
Her  rone  of  joy  and  righteousi 


14  PSALM  12. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne  ; 
Fair  stranger,  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 

4  So  shall  the  king  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee  the  fav'rite  of  his  choice : 
Let  him  be  loved,  and  yet  adored, 
For  he's  thy  Savior  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies, 

And  all  thy  sons,  a  num'rous  train, 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endless  honors  crown  his  head 
Let  every  age  his  praises  spread ; 
"While  we,  with  cheerful  songs,  approve 
The  condescensions  of  his  love. 

PSALM  12— W.  48.  2d  Part.  S.  M. 

The  beauty  of  the  church  ;  or  gospel  worship  and 
order. 

T^AR  as  thy  name  is  known, 
-*•     The  world  declares  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  With  joy  let  Judah  stand 
On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 

Proclaim  the  winders  of  thy  hand, 
And  councils  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell. 


PSALM  13,  15 

Compass  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  house, 
The  worship  of  thy  court, 

The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wise  ! 
How  glorious  to  behold ' 

Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  Jewish  rites  of  old. 

6  The  God  we  worship  now 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die, 

Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

PSALM  13— W.  51.  1st  Part.  L.  M. 
A  pciitent  pleading  for  pardon. 

SHOW  pity,  Lord ;  O  Lord,  forgive, 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  ejres. 


16  PSALM  14. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  : 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should    sudden    vengeance     seize    my 

breath, 

1  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death ; 
And  if  nvy  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
"VVhose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
"Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

PSAL^I  1-1— W.  55.  S.  M, 

Dangerous  prosperity  ;  or  daily  devotion  encour- 
aged. 

THOUGH  sinners  take  their  course, 
And  choose  the  road  to  di 
I,  in  the  worship  of  my  God, 
Will  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
When  momi.  \ 

I  seek  his  i  •   noon, 

And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  i 
O  my  eternal  ('< 

While  simii    - 


PSALM  15.  17 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 
And  no  sad  changes  feel, 

They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  : 

I'll  cast  my  burden  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 
The  children  of  his  love  ; 

The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands, 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

PSALM  15— W.  61.  S.  M. 

Safety  in  God. 

T\7"HE]S,  overwhelm'd  with  grief, 

*  »     My  heart  within  me  dies  ; 

Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 

To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  O  lead  me  to  the  rock 
That's  high  above  my  head, 

And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
For  ever  111  abide  ; 

Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name, 
2 


18  PSALM  16. 

If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 


PSALM  16— W.  62.  L.  M. 

No  trust  in  the  creature  ;  or  faith  in  divine  grace 
and  power. 

MY  spirit  locks  to  God  alone  ; 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne ; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baser  sort  are  vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glitt'ring  dust ; 
Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke. 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  spoke  7 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declared, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard  : 
"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ; 

He  must  be  feared  and  trusted  too." 


PSALM  17.  19 

PSALM  17— W.  63.  1st  Part.  C  M. 

The  morning  of  a  Lord's  day. 

T^ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
-*-i  I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  : 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 
Beneath  the  burning  sky, 

Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power, 
Through  all  thy  temple  shine  ; 

My  God,  repe  it  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine  ! 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 
Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 

As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 
Can  my  best  passions  move, 

Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

G  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

111  bless  my  God  and  king  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  !o  pray, 

And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 


20  PSALM  18. 

PSALM  18— W.  71.  2 d  Part.  C.  M. 
Christ  our  strength  and  righteousness. 

7VJY  Savior,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
1?X  When  I  begin  th^  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 
Thy  goodness  I  adore  ! 

And  since  I  knew  thy  grace  at  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celestial  road, 

And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  my  Father,  God. 

4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  sore  distress 
For  some  surprising  sin, 

I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 
The  victories  of  my  King  ! 

My  soul,  rcdeem'd  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers  ; 
With  this  delightful  song, 

I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Nor  think  the  season  U>ng. 


PSALM  19,  20.  21 

PSALM  19— W.  71.  3d  Part.  C.  M. 

The  aged  Christian's  prayer  and  song  ;   or  old 
age,  death,  and  the  resurrection. 

/^J_OD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth, 
^-*    The  guide  of  all  \\\y  days, 

1  have  declared  thy  heavenly  truth, 

And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 

Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 
To  the  surviving  age, 

And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name, 
When  1  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 
Attends  my  next  remove  ; 

O  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  ! 

PSALM  20— W.  72.  2d  Fart.  L.  M. 
Christ's  kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

TESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun, 
•^    Does  his  Si  mrneys  run  : 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  hirn  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  s,  le  shall  rise 

With  every  morni,.. 


22  PSALM  21. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proc". 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 
And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  bless'd. 

5  [Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more  ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

6  Let  ever}*  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  amen.] 

PSALM  21— "\V.  73.  L.  M. 
The  prosperity  of  sinners  cursed. 

LORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 
To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
To  see  the  wicked  placed  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honor  shine  ! 

2  But,  O  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  ! 
Thy  sanctuary  taughl  me  so, 

On  slippery  rocks  1  s<  e  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  tx 

3  Now  let  them  boast  how  tall  they  rise, 
I'll  never  envy  tin 


PSALM  22.  28 

There  they  may  stand  with  haughty  eyes, 
Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endless  pain* 

4  Their  fancied  joys  how  fast  they  flee  ! 
Just  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes ; 

Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 
Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 

5  Now  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine 
Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood  ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 

PSALM  22— W.  84.  2d  Part.  L.  M. 
God  and  his  church  ;  or,  grace  and  glory. 

r*  REAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
^*    The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 

Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power. 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun  ;  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  shield  ;  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th*  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
A  nd  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  re^l  good  from  upright  souls. 


24  PSALM  23. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey ; 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee  ; 
Bless'd  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee. 

PSALM  23— W.  81.  H.  M. 

Longing  for  the  house  of  God. 

LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 
To  thine  abode 
My  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires, 
To  see  my  God. 

2  The  sparrow  for  her  young 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest, 
And  wandering  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest. 

My  spirit  faints, 
With  equal  zeal. 
To  rise  and  dwell 
Among  thy  saints. 

3  O  happy  souls  that  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there  ! 

They  praise  thee  still : 
And  happy  they 
That  love  the  way 
To  Zion'shill! 


PSALM  24.  25 

4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  veil  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears : 

O  glorious  seat, 

When  God  our  King 

Shall  thither  bring 

Our  willing  feet.' 

PSALM  24— W.  89.  Last  Part.  L.  M.  61. 
Life,  death,  and  the  resurrection, 

THINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  : 
How  few  his  hours !  how  short  his  spun ! 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 
Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath 
Against  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
With  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save  ? 

2  Lord,  shall  it  be  for  ever  said, 
"The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust  IV 
Are  not  thy  servants,  day  by  day, 
Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turned  to  clay? 

Lord,  where 's  thy  kindness  to  the  just  ? 

3  "  Hast  thou  not  promised  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  seed,  a  heavenly  crown  ? 

But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair : 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 


26  PSALM  25. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  liis  saints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain  : 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 

And  each  repeat  a  loud  amen. 

PSALM  25— W.  90.  L.  M. 

Man  mortal,  and  God  eternal. 

A  pathetic  and  mournfid  song  at  a  funeral. 

rTVHROL-GH  every  age,  eternal  God, 
-*-    Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode  ; 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reign'd  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashioned  into  man  : 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord,  was  just, 
"  Return,  ye  sinners,  to  your  dust." 

4  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour, 

5  [Our  age  to  seventy  years  is  set ; 
How  short  the  term  !  how  frail  the  state! 
And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive. 

We  rather  sjgh  anjil  '.rronn  than  live. 


PSALM  26.  27 

6  But  O,  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years  ; 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread  ; 
We  fear  the  power  that  strikes  us  dead.] 

7  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man! 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
'Till  a  wise  care  of  piety 

Fits  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

PSALM  26— W.  90.     1st  Part,  C.  M. 

Man  frail,  and  God  eternal. 

f~XUR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
^-^   Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt,  secure ; 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 
"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men  ;" 

All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight 
Are  like  an  ev'nins  crone ; 


28  PSALM  27,  28. 

Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

6  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 

And  our  eternal  home. 

PSALM  27— W.  SO.  3d  Part.  C.  M 

Breathing  after  Heaven. 

«   "O  ETURX,  O  God  of  love,  return  ; 
^-^  Earth  is  a  tiresome  place  ; 
How-  long  shall  we,  thy  children,  mourn 
Our  absence  from  thy  face  ? 

2  Let  heav'n  succeed  our  painful  years. 
Let  sin  and  sorrow  cc        . 

And,  in  proportion  to  our  tears, 
So  make  our  joys  increase. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servant  show, 
Make  thine  own  work  complete  ; 

Then  shall  our  souls  thy  glory  know 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Then  shall  we  shine  before  thy  throne, 
In  ail  thy  beatfty,  Lord  ; 

And  the  poor  service  we  have  done 
Meet  a  divine  reward. 

PSALM  28— W.  90.  S.  M. 

The  frailty  and  shortness  of  life. 

IORD,  whal  a  f<"  ble  piece, 
^  Is  this,  onr  mortal  frame  ? 


PSALM  20.  39 

Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  scarce  deserves  the  name. 

2  Alas  !  'twas  brittle  clay 
That  built  our  bodies  first ! 

And  ev'ry  month,  and  every  day, 
'Tis  mould'ring  back  to  dust. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace,  - 
Nor  will  our  minutes  stay-; 

Just  like  a  flood  our  hasty  clays 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 
"We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 

We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o'er 
This  life's  tempestuous  sea  : 

Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  bless'd  cterm 

PSALM  29— W.  92.  1st  Part.  L.  M. 

A  jpsahn  for  the  Lord's  day. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
i  To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 
No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp,  of  solemn  sound. 


30  PSALM  30. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word : 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 

■How  deep  thy*  counsels  '.  how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  ; 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  'till  thy  breath 
Blasts  them  in  everlasting  death. 

5  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Sin  (my  worst  entity  before) 
Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more 
My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know. 
All  I  desired  or  wislrd  below  ; 

And  ev'ry  power  find  sweet  employ, 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

PSALM  30— W.  92.   2d  Part.  L.  M. 

The  Church  is  the  garden  of  God. 

LORD,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 
In  gardens  plained  by  ihy  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  s.  en, 
Like  a  young  cedar,  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love 
Pless'd  with  thine  influence  from  above  ; 


PSALM  31.  31 

Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 
Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive  ;) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair, 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just,  and  true  : 
None,  that  attend  his  gates,  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

PSALM  31— W.  95.  C.  M. 


S 


A  psalm  before  prayer. 

ING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name. 
And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 


When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach'his  awful  sight, 
And  psalms  of  honor  sine  ; 

The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 
How  mean  their  natures  seem, 

Those  Gods  on  high,  and  Gods  below, 
When  once  compared  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns,  dark  and  deep 
Lies  in  his  spacious  hands  ; 

He  fix'd  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  whore  the  hills  must  stand. 


32  PSALM  32. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore  ; 
Come  kneel  before  his  face  ; " 

O  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 

6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 
And  waits  for  your  request ; 

Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear 
"  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

PSALM  3§— W.  93.  S.  M. 

A  psalm  before  sermon. 

#"^OME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
^  And  hymns  of  glory  sing  : 
Jehovah  is  the  gracious  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 

The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come  worship  at  his  throne  ; 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 

We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own, 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voi 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But,  if  your  ears  refuse, 
The  language  of  his  grace 


PSALM  33.  33 

And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews', 
That  unbelieving  race. 

C  The  Lord,  in  vengeance  dress'd, 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear, 
"  You,  that  despise  my  promised  rest, 

Shall  have  no  portion  there. 

PSALM  33— W.  96.  C.  M. 

Christ's  first  and  second  coming. 

SING  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue  : 
His  new  discover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus,  reigns 
God's  own  beloved  Son  ; 

His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throno. 

3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 
Joy  through  the  earth  he  seen  ; 

Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 
The  islands  of  the  sea  : 

Ye  mountains  sink,  ye  valleys  rise, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold,  he  comes  !  he  comes  to  bless 
The  nations  as  then  God  ; 

To  show  I  he  world  his  rights  -    IS 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 
3 


34  PSALM  34,  35. 

6  But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near, 
How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread 

To  see  their  Judge  appear ! 

PSALM  34— W.  98.  2d  Part.  C.  M. 

The  Messiah's  coming  and  kingdom. 

JOY  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ! 
Let  earth  receive  her  King  : 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Savior  reigns  ! 
Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 

While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 
Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 

He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow, 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 
And  makes  the  nations  prove 

The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

PSALM  35— W.  103.  1st  Part.  S.  M. 

Praise  for  spiritual  and  temporal  mercies. 

O  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul, 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
favors  are  divine. 


PSALM  36.  35 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 

Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins, 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 

'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransom'd  from  the  grave, 

He  that  redeem'd  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  matchless  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good ; 
He  gives  the  suff'rers  rest ; 

The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  th'  oppress'd. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known  ; 

But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

PSALM  36— W.  103.  2d  Part.  S.  M. 

Abounding  compassion  of  God  ;  or  mercy  in  the 
midst  of  judgment. 

TVTY  SOUi>  repeat  his  praise, 
IMX  Whose  mercies  are  so  great, 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide, 
And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 


36  PSALM  37. 

His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 
Above  the  ground  we  treaa, 

"So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  execed. 

4  His  power  subdues  our  sins ; 
And  his  forgiving  love, 

Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel : 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

t6  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 
Scattered  with  ev'ry  breath  ; 

His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

7  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 

Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

PSALM  37— W.  110.  C.  M. 
Christ's  kingdom  and  priesthood. 

JESUS,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne, 
And  near  thy  Father  sit  ; 
In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  known. 
And  make  thy  foes  submit. 


PSALM  38.  m 

2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do ! 
Thy  converts  shall  surpass 

The  num'rous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  wondrous  grace. 

3  Jesus,  our  priest,  for  ever  lives 
To  plead  for  us  above* 

Jesus,  our  king,  for  ever  gives 
The  blessings  of  his  love. 

4  God  shall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 
•And  his  high  throne  maintain ; 

Shall  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 

PSALM  33— W.  111.  2d  Part.  C.  M. 

The  perfections  of  God, 

(~^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord ;  his  wrorks  of  might 
^*"  Demand  our  noblest  songs  ; 
Let  his  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  me'rey  of  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  children  food ; 

And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 
To  seal  his  cov'nant  sure  ; 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name, 
1  lis  ways  are  just  and  pure.   . 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wise, 
Must  with  his  (oar  begin  ; 

Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
in  hating  ev'ry  sin. 


38  PSALM  39,  40. 

PSALM  39— W.  11G.  1st  Part.  C.  M. 
Recovery  from  sickness. 

I  LOVE  the  Lord ;  lie  heard  my  cries, 
And  pitied  ev'ry  groan  ; 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord ;  he  bow'd  his  ear, 
And  chased  my  griefs  away  : 

O  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  ! 

3  My  flesh  declined,  my  spirits  fell, 
And  I  drew  near  the  dead ; 

While  inward  pangs  and  fears  of  hell 
Perplex'd  my  wakeful  head. 

4  "My  God,"  I  cried,  "thy  servant  save, 
Thou  ever  good  and  jusi  ; 

Thy  power  can  rescue  from  the  grave, 
Thy  power  is  all  my  trust." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distress'd, 
He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 

Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

6  My  God  has  saved  my  soul  from  death, 
And  dried  my  falling  tears  ; 

Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  1113-  breath, 
And  my  remaining  3-ears. 

PSALM  40— W.  05.  C.  M. 

Vows  made  in  trouble,  paid  in  the  church  ;  or 

public  thanks  for  private  deliverance. 

WHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  kindness  shown? 


PSALM  41.  39 

My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  thine  house, 
My  off'rings  shall  be  paid ; 

There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows, 
My  soul,  in  anguish,  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
Thou  ever  blessed  God  ! 

How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight ; 
How  precious  is  their  blood ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 
How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 

My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 
Nor  shall  my  purpose  move  ; 

Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

G  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 

If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

PSALM  41— W.  118.  S.  M. 

A  hosannafor  the  Lord's  day  ;  or  a  new  song 
of  salvation  by  Christ. 

SEE  what  a  living  stone 
The  builders  did  refuse, 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 


40  PSALM  42, 

2  The  scribe  and  angry  priest 
Reject  thine  only  Son ; 

Yet  on  this  Rock  shall  Zion  rest. 
As  the  chief  corner-stone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 

This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  u£  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray ; 
Let  all  the  church  be"  glad. 

5  Hosanna  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood ; 

Bless  him,  ye  saints  ;  he  comes  to  bnn<- 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  bless  thine  holy  word, 
Which  all  this  grace  displays ; 

And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

PSALM  42— W.  119.  1st  Part.  C.  M. 

The  blessedness  of  saints,  and  misery  of  sinners, 
"OLESS'D  are  the  undented  in  heart, 
■*-*   Whoso  ways  are  right  and  clean ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 

But  fly  from  cv'ry  sin. 
2  Bless'd  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word 

And  practise  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  the  Lor*'. 
And  serve  thee  with  their  Lands. 


PSALM  43.  41 

J  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law; 

How  firm  their  souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 

Their  steady  feet  aside. 

4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 
And  keep  my  face  from  shame, 

When  all  thy  statutes  I  obey, 
And  honor  all  thy  name. 

5  But  haughty  sinners  God  will  hate  ; 
The  proud  shall  die  accursed  ; 

The  sons  of  falsehood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  in  the  dust. 

6  Vile  as  the  dross  the  wicked  are ; 
And  those  that  leave  thy  ways 

Shall  see  salvation  from  afar, 
But  never  taste  thy  grace. 

PSALM  43— W.  119.  4th  Part.  C.  M. 
Instruction  from  scripture. 

HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rule  imparls, 

To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 
2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
\    .1  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 
:3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  n  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day; 
\pd  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  l(  i 


42  PSALM  44. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care, 
And  meditate  thy  word, 

Grow  wiser  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise  ; 
I  hate  the  sinner's  road : 

1  hate  m)'  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 

But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 

C  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth, 

How  pure  is  ev'ry  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 

And  well  support  our  age. 

PSALM  44— W.  119.  6th  Part.  C.  M. 
Holiness  and  comfort  fro??i  the  IVord. 

LORD  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right, 
And  all  thy  statutes  just ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  constant  fight 
With  ev'ry  flatt'ring  hist. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey  ; 
I  keep  thy  law  m  sight, 

Through  all  the  business  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  silonce  cries, 
"  How  sweet  thy  comforts  be  !" 

My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 

4  And  when  my  spirit  drinks  her  fill, 
At  somo  <ror,d  word  of  thine; 


PSALM  45,  4G.  43 

Not  mighty  men  that  share  the  spoil, 
Have  joys  compared  to  mine. 

PSALM  45— W.  119.  7th  Part.  C.  M. 
fmperfcction  of  nature  and  perfection  of  scripture. 
T  ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
-*-'  To  form  one  perfect  book, 
Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look. 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 
Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lrad  a  step  beyond  the  grave  ; 
But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 
Perfection  here  below, 

How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  further  go  ! 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God, 
By  works  their  hands  have  wrought, 

Bur  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  ev'ry  thought. 

5  Our  faith  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 

But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

PSALM  4G— W.  119.  Sth  Part.  C.  M. 

The  word   of  God  is  the  saint's  portion  ;  or  the 

excellency  and  variety  of  scripture. 

LORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
Ify  lasting  heritage  : 


44  PSAL. 

There  shall  rny  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  111  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 

While  through  the  promises  I  rove 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 
Where  springs  of  life  arise  ; 

Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies  ; — 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have — 
It  makes  our  sorrows  bless'd  ; 

Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

PSALM  47— W.  119.  11th  Part.  C.  M. 

Breathing  after  holiness. 

(~\  THAT  the  Lord  would  .guide  my  ways, 
"  To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  O  send  thy  spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 

Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
JSor  act  the  liar's  prut. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  mine  eyes  ; 
Let  no  corrupt  d<  - 

s   unse 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 
I  >rdcr  my  fools;,  ps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  sincere ; 


PSALM  48.  45 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion, /Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray  , 
My  feet  too  often  slip  ; 

Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  ; 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 

Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Oifend  against  my  God. 

PSALM  48.— W.  119.  16th  Part.  C.  M. 
Prayer  for  quickening  grace. 

MY  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust ; 
Lord,  give  me  life  divine  ! 
From  vain  desires,  and  ev'ry  lust, 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 

Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 
I  need  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs  ; 

Thy  word,  that  I  have  rested  on, 
Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 

'  4  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still, 
A  nd  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmci  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 


46  PSALM  49. 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 
And  long  to  see  thy  face  ! 

And  yet,  how  slow  my  spirits  move, 
Without  enlivening  grace. 

6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word  ; 

When  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  pow'r, 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

PSALM  49— W.  121.  L.  M. 

Divine  protection. 

UP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  sides  : 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives  ; 
There  my  Almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives  ;  the  everlasting  God, 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood  ; 
The  heav'ns  with  all  their  hosts  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day  ; 
He  spreads  the  ev'ning  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours,  while  Israel  sleeps. 

4  No  sun  shall  smite  thy  head  by  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon  with  sickly  ray 
Shall  blast  thy  couch  ;  no  baleful  star, 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  so  far. 

5  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  bum, 
Still  thou  shalt  go,  and  still  return, 

Safe  in  the  Lord  ;  his  heav'nly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  ev'ry  snare. 


PSALM  50.  4  7 

6  On  thee,  foul  spirits  have  no  power  ; 
And  in  thy  last  departing  hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God> 

PSALM  50— W.  121.  H.  M. 
God  our  preserver i 

UPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes  • 
From  God  is  ail  my  aid  ; 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  : 
God  is  the  tower 
To  which  I  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  ev'ry  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 

Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Those  wakeful  eyes, 

Which  never  sleep, 

Shall  Israel  keep, 

When  dangers  rise. 

3  Nor  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  art  my  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 


48  PSALM  51. 

4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  woni, 
To  save  my  soul  from  death  '. 
And  can  I  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath  ? 

I'll  go  and  come, 

Nor  fear  to  die, 

Till  from  on  high 

Thou  call  me  home. 

PSALM  51— W.  122.  C.  M. 

Going  to  Church. 

TTOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
*-*•  My  friends  devoutly  say  : 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day." 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 
The  church,  adorned  wjj 

Stands  like  a  palace,  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 
The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 

The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complain  Is  \ 
And  while  his  awful  voice 

Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saint*, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sac  red  place, 
And  joy  a  constant  gin 

With  holy  gifts,  and  hi  K\ 
Be  her  attendants  blee  - 


PSALM  52.  49 

<6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 

There  God  my  Savior  reigns. 

PSALM  52— W.  122.  S.  P.  M. 
Going  to  Church. 

HOW  pleased,  and  bless'd  was  I, 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 
u  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day." 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay, 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round  ; 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 

To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fixed  his  royal  throne  ; 

He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  there  ; 

He  bids  the  saints  be  glad, 

He  makes  the  sinner  sad, 
And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  ev'ry  guest ; 

The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 

.And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest  J 
4 


50  PSALM  53 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 

w  Peace  to  this  sacred  house  ! 
For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell 

And  since  my  glorious  God, 

Makes  thee  hrs  bless'd  abode. 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

PSALM  53— W.  126.  C.  M. 

The  joy  of  a  remarkable  com-ersiou  ;  or  melan- 
choly rcrwi. 

"f  T7HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
*  *     And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  raptures  seemed  a  pleasing  d 
The  grace  appear d  so  g 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  char 
And  did  thy  hand  conies*  ; 

My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknov. 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbors  , 
And  own'd  thy  power  <b 

"  Great  is  the  work,"  my  hen.' 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  dark< 
Can  gii  e  bs  day  for  night  ; 

Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

6  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come, 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  groat 

And  shout  the  blessiners 


PSALM  54,  55.  51 

6  Though  seed  lie  buried  long  in  dust, 

It  sha'n't  deceive  their  hope  ! 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost, 

For  grace  ensures  the  crop. 

PSALM  54-  W.  131.  C.  M. 

Humility  and  submission. 

IS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
Search,  gracious  God,  and  see, 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still. 
And  all  my  carriage  mild, 

Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 
Shall  have  a  large  reward  ; 

Let  saints  in  sorrow  be  resign'd, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  55— W.  132.  L.  M. 

At  the  settlemeni  of  a  church  ;  q?   the  ordination 
of  a  minister. 

TyriERE  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find 

'        A  Habitation  for  our  God, 
A  dwelling  for  th'  Eternal  mind, 
Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 

Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still, 

His  church  is  with  his  presence  bl< 


52  P^ALM  56. 

3  "Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
And  reign  for  ever,"  saith  the  Lord  ; 

"  Here  shall  my  power  and  love  be  known, 
And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 

4  "Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 
And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread 

Sinners,  that  wait  before  my  door, 
"With  sweet  provisions  shall  be  fed. 

5  "  Girded    with  truth,   and  cloth'd  with 

grace, 

My  priests,  my  ministers,  shall  shine  ; 
Not  Aaron,  in  his  costly  dress, 

Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 
€  "  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joys,  shall  shout  and  sing  : 
The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 

And  Zion  triumph  in  her  king." 

PSALM  56— W.  133.  S.  M. 
Communion  of  Saints  ;  or   love  and  worship  in 

a  family. 

BLESS'D  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  an^please, 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Bless'd  is  the  pious  house, 
WThere  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 

Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 
They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 


PSALM  57,  53.  53 

The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 

And  pleasure  fill'd  the  room. 
4  Thus,  on  the  heav'nly  hills 

The  saints  are  bless'd  above, 
Where  joy,  like  morning  dew  distils 

And  all  the  air  is  love. 

PSALM  57— W.  133.  S.  P.  M. 

The  blessings  of  friendship. 

HOW  pleasant  'tis  to  see 
Kindred  and  friends  agree ; 
Each  in  his  proper  station  move 
And  each  fulfil  his  part, 
With  sympathizing  heart, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love  ! 

2  'Tis  like  the  ointment  shed 
On  Aaron's  sacred  head, 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet; 

The  oil  through  all  the  room 

Diffused  a  choice  perfume, 
Ran  through  his  robes,  and  bless'd  his  feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain, 
That  water  all  the  plain, 

Descending  from  the  neighb'ring  hills — 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 

Through  ev'ry  friendly  soul, 
Where  rove,  like  heav'nly  dew  distils. 

PSALM  58— W.  115.  L.  M. 

The  greatness  of  God. 

Y  God,  my  King,  thy  various,  praise, 
Shall  till  the  remnant  of  my  days ; 


M 


54  PSALM  59. 

Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
'Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear ; 
And  ev'ry  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  justice  1*11  proclaim  : 
Thy  bounty  rlows.  an  endless  stream; 
Thy  mercy  swift,  thine  anger  - 

But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  ioe. 

4  Thy  works  with  matchless  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  ; 

Let  "  ev'ry  realm  with  joy"  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  no  me. 

5  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  of  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  1 1  ds  ; 
Vast  and  immeasurubh 

Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise  ! 

PSALM  59— W.  116.  L.  ft. 

fraise  to  God  far  his  goodness  and  ti'uth. 

T3RAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  my  heart  shall  join 
-*-     \\\  works  so  pleasant,  so  divine, 
Now  while  my  flesh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  mv  soul  ascends  to  God. 


PSALM  e(K  55 

2  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  powers, 
While  immortality  endures  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

.1  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God :  he  made  the  sky, 
And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train, 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

4  His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  : 

He  saves  th'  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 
He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscienee  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'ner  swTeet  release. 

5  The  Lord  has  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 

The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

C  He  loves  his  saints,  he  "knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 
Thy  God,  O  Zion  !  ever  reigns  : 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

PSALM  GO— W.  146.  L  M.  61. 
Praise  to  God  for  his  goodness  and  truth. 

I'LL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 
2  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust 
Princfg  piusl  die  aji$  t.u,Ui.  to  dg$t ; 


56  PSALM  61. 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  andpowery 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour ; 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

3  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  the  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind ; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

5  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion !  ever  reigns  ; 
Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 
G  I'll  praise  him  while  lie  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 
PSALM  61— W.  147.  1st  Part.  L.  M. 
The  divine  nature,  Providence,  and  Grace. 
TDRAISE  ye  the  Lord;  'tis  good  to  raise 
■*■     Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise 


PSALM  02.  57 

His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  ; 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole. 

3  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heav'nly  flames ; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  : 
His  wisdom  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep,  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might ; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  ; 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 

PSALM  62— W.  147.  G.  M. 
The  seasons  of  the  year. 

"\T7ITH  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud 

*  *     Address  the  Lord  on  high ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 

And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3.  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 
Descend  and  clothe  the  ground ; 

The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 


56  PSALM  03 

4  When  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high, 
He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 

The  wretch  who  dares  his  God  defy, 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

5  He  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow, 
The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 

He  calls  the  wanner  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

G  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  clo 

Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

Praise  ye  creation's  Lord. 

PSALM  03— W.  1 13.  S.  M. 
Universal  praise.' 

LET  ev'ry  creature  join, 
To  praise  th'  eternal  God  ; 
Ye  heav'nly  hosts,  the  song  brgm, 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  sun,  with  golden  bea 
And  moon,  with  paler 

Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 
And  iix'd  their  wondrous  frame  ; 

By  his  command  they  stand  or  more, 
And  ever  speak  his  nan 

1  Ye  vapors,  when  ye  vise, 
fan  in  show*  i 


HYMN  1.  59 

Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  skies, 
His  pow'r  and  glory  show. 

5  By  all  his  works  above, 

His  honors  be  express'd  ; 
But  saints,  who  taste  his  saving  love, 

Should  sing  his  praises  best. 


HYMNS. 


-  HYMN  1— W.  1.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

A  neiv  song  to  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

OEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
*-*  Amidst  his  father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 
The  church  adore  around, 

With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  arc  the  pray'rs  of  all  the  saints, 
And  these  the  hymns  they  raise  : 

Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 


60  HYMN  2. 

4  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 
Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 

Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  with  blood, 
Hast  set  the  prisoners  free  ; 

Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

6  The  worlds  of  natuieroid  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  power  ; 

Then  shorten  these  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promised  hour. 

HYMN  2— W.  5.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

Submission  to  afflictive  providence. 

lYTAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
-*- *    And  crept  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
And  fondly  call  our  own, 

Are  but  short  favors  borrowed  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high, 
Or  sink  them  in  the  grave  ; 

He  gives,  and  (blessed  be  his  name  !) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then  ; 
Let  each  rebellious  sigh 


HYMN  3,  61 

Be  silent  at  his  righteous  will, 
And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too 

That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

HYMN  3— W.  6.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

Triumph  over  death. 

C^  REAT  God,  I  own  the  sentence  just, 
^-■*    And  nature  must  decay  ; 

1  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 

To  dwell  with  fellow  clay. 

2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
And  trample  on  the  tombs  ; 

My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
My  Lord,  my  Savior,  comes. 
* 

3  The  mighty  Conq'ror  shall  appear 
High  on  a  royal  scat, 

Arid  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 
Lie  vanquish'd  at  his  feet. 

4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin 
And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh, 

f  When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again, 
He'll  clothe  them  ail  afresh. 

5  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  faco 
With  strong  immortal  eyes, 

And  feast  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
With  pleasure  and  .surprise. 


62  HYMN  4 

HYMN  4—  W.  7.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

The  invitation  of  the  Gospel;  or  spiritual  food 
and  clothing. 
T  ET  cv'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
-*-*  And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 
That  feed  upon  the  wind. 

And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  till  an  empty  mind. 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 
A  soul-reviving  feast. 

And  bids  our  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 
And  pine  away,  and  die  ; 

I  lore  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 
In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 

Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

C  Dear  God  !  the  treasures  of  thy  lore*  m 

Are  everlasting  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are, 

And  boundless  as  our  sins. 

7  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  g 
ind  oj>en  night  and  d;iy  : 


HYMN  6,  63 

Lord,  wo  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
Ami  drive  our  wants  away. 

HYMN  5— W.  10.  b.  1.  S.  M. 

The  blessedness  of  gospel  times  ;  or  the  revela 
tion  of  Christ  to  Jews  and  Gentiles. 

HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Z ion's  hill ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  sweet  the  tkfmgs  are  ! 

"  Zion,  behold  thy  Savior  King, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blessed  arc  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heav'nly  light ; 

Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  tlic  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice. 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  j\rv. 

G  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 

Their  Savior  and  their  God. 


64  HYMN  6,  7. 

HYMN  G— W.  15.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

Our  own  weakness,  and  Christ  our  strength, 

T  ET  me  but  hear  my  Savior  say, 
■*-*  "  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  the  day," 
Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me  : 
When  I  am  weak  then  am  I  strong, 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  sufferings,  if  my  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  his  left  hand  my  head  sustains. 

4  But,  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone, 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise, 
We  find  how  great  our  weakness  is. 

5  So  Samson,  when  his  hair  was  lost, 
Met  the  Philistines  to  his  cost ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  sad  surprise, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  lost  his  eyes. 

HYMN  7— W.  17.  b.  1.  C.  M. 
Victory  over  death. 

OFOR  an  overcoming  faith 
To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster,  death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers. 


HYMN  8.  65 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 
My  quiv'ring  lips  should  sing, 

"  Where  is  thy  "boasted  victory,  grave  ? 
And  where  the  monster's  sting  ?" 

3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I'm  secure  ; 
Death  hath  no  sting  beside  ? 

The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power ,' 
But  Christ  my  ransom  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory, 
Immortal  thanks  he  paid, 

Whc*makes  us  conq'rors, -while  we  die, 
Through  Christ  our  living  head. 


HYMN  8— W.  18.  b.  1.  C.  M. 
•   Blessed  are  the  dead  that  dee  in  the  Lord. 

HE  A  R  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 
For  all  the  pious  dead  ; 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bless'd ; 
How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 

From  suff'rings  and  from  sins  released, 
And  freed  from  ev'ry  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 
They're  present  with  the  Lord  ; 

The  labors  of  their  mortal  life, 
End  in  a  larst  reward. 


ee  hymn  o. 

HYMN  9— W.  19.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

The  song  of  Simeon  ;  or  death  made  desirable, 

LOUD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 
As  happy  Simeon  came, 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Savior  here  ; 
O  make  our  joys  the  same  ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight 
The  good  old  man  was  nll'd, 

When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms, 
He  clasp 'd  the  holy  child. 

3  "  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,"  he  cried, 
"  Behold  thy  servant  dies  ! 

I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord, 
And  close  my  peaceful  eyes. 

4  This  is  the  Light,  prepared  to  shine, 
Upon  the  Gentile  lands  ; 

Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope, 
To  break  their  slavish  bands." 

5  [Jesus  !  the  vision  of  thy  face 
Hath  overpowering  charms  ! 

Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 

6  Then  while  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  break, 
How  sweet  my  minutes  roll ! 

A  mortal  paleness  on  my  check, 
And  glory  in  my  soul.] 


HYMN   10.  67 

HYMN  10— W.  20.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

Spiritual  apparel  ;  namely,  the  robe  of  righteous- 
ness, and  the  garments  of  salvation. 

A  WAKE,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue, 
-^*-  Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  ; 
In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  soul, 
And  made  salvation  mine  ; 

Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 
Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 

He  took  the  robe  the  Savior  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heav'nly  robe  exceeds 
What  earthly  princes  wear  ! 

These  ornaments,  how  bright  they  sHine  * 
How  white  the  garments  are  ! 

5  The  spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love  ! 
And  hope,  and  ev'ry  grace  ; 

But  Jesus  spent  his  life  to  work 
The  robe  of  righteousness. 

6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  array'd 
By  Him  who  died  for  thee  ! 

In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise, 
Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 


68  HYMN  1\. 

HYMN  11— W.  21.  b.  1.  C.  M. 
A  vision  of  the  kingdojyi  of  Christ  among  ineiu 

LO,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears, 
To  our  believing  t 
The  earth  and  seas  are  pass'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  w  here  God  resides, 
That  holy,  happy  place. 

The  new  Jerusalem  conies  down, 
Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 
And  the  bright  armies  sing  : 

u  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Of  your  descending  King. 

4  u  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  bless'd  abode  ; 
Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he  the  loving  God. 

5  "His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 
From  cv'i  \  eye  ; 

And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
And  death  itself  shall  i 

6  How  long,  dear  Sa\ 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  oi  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day 


HYMN   12.  69 

HYMN  12— W.  27.  b.  1.  C.  M. 
Assurance  of  heaven  ;  or  a  saint  prepared  to  die. 

[T\EATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
•*~^  And  bear  my  spirit  home, 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come  ? 

2  With  hcav'nly  weapons  I  have  fought 
The  battles  of  the  Lord, 

Finish'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward.] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 
A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 

The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  Grace  decreed 
This  prize  for  me  alone; 

But  all  thai  love  and  long  to  see 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jesus,  the  Lord,  shall  guard  me  safe 
From  ev'ry  ill  design  ; 

And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  take 
This  feebled  soul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 
And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain ; 

To  him  be  highesl  glory  paid, 
-  praise.     Amen, 


70  HYMN  13,  14 

HYMN  13— W.  39.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

God's  tender  care  of  his  church. 

TV"OW  shall  my  inward  joys  arise, 
-*-*    And  burst  into  a  song  ; 
Almighty  love  inspires  my  heart, 
And  pleasure  tunes  my  tongue. 

2  God,  on  his  thirsty  Sion  hill, 
Some  mercy -drops  has  thrown  ; 

And  solemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
To  shower  salvation  down. 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 
Suspicions,  and  complaints  ? 

Is  he  a  God,  and  shall  his  grace 
Grow  wear}-  of  his  sail    -  . 

4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 
The  infant  of  her  core, 

And,  'mong  a  thousand  tender  thoughts, 
Her  suckling  have  no  share  ? 

5  "Yea,"  saith  the  Lord,  "should  nature 
And  mothers  monsters  prove,        [change, 

Sion  still  dwells  upon  the  hi 
Of  everlasl  ing  I 

6  "  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 
I  ha' 

ruin'd  walls, 
And  build  her  broken  frame." 

HYMN  14— W.  41.  b.  1.  C.  M. 
T1"  ■  martyrs  glorified. 

"HPHESE  glorious  minds,  how  bright  they 
-*-   Whence  all  their  wltftc  array  ?  [shine  ! 


HYMN  15.  71 

How  came  they  to  the  happy  seats 
Of  everlasting  day  ? 

2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  endless  joys, 
On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 

And  strangely  wash'd  their  raiment  white, 
In  Jesus'  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ; 

Their  war! sling  harps  and  sacred  songs 
Adore  the  Holy  one. 

4  The  unvcil'd  glories  of  his  face 
Among  his  saints  reside, 

While  the  rich  treasure  of  his  grace 
Sees  all  their  wants  supplied. 

5  Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souls, 
And  hunger  flee  as  fast ; 

The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  sweet  repast. 

6  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heav'nly  flock 
Where  living  fountains  rise, 

And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of  their  eyes. 

HYMN  15— W.  48.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

The  Christian's  race. 

AWAKE,  our  souls,  (away,  our  fears, 
Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone  ;) 
Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 


•2  HYMN  1G. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road. 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 

But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

That  feeds  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint : 

3  The  mighty  God,  -whose  matchless  power 
Is  over  new,  and  ever  young,  - 

And  firm  endures,  -while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 
Onr  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 

While  such  as  trust  iheir  native  strength, 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  the  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
"We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  hcav'nly  road. 

HYMN  16— W.  15.  b.  1.  B.M. 

Preserving  grace. 

f|X)  God,  the  only 
A    Our  Savior  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  Tis  ins  Almighty  love, 
His  council  and  his  care, 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin,  and  death* 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  snare. 

3  Tie  will  present  our  souls 
Unblemish'd  and  complete, 


\   17.  73 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  all-gracious  God 
Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

HYMN  17— W.  52.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

Baptism. 

?npWAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 

-*■    "  Go,  teach  the  nations  and  baptize." 
The  nations  have  received  the  word 
Since  be  ascended  to  the  shies. 

2  He  sits  upon  thJ  eternal  hills, 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 

And  sends  his  cov'nant  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  darksome  Gentile  lands. 

3  "  Repent,  and  be  baptized,"  he  saith, 
"  For  ion  of  your  sins  ;,r 

And  1 ! . ' .  assists  our  faith, 

And  shows  us  what  his  gospel  means. 

4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 

water  makes  the  body  clean; 
And  the  good  spirit  from  our  God 
ifying  rain. 


7i 

5  Th ns  we  r:.:r: ■ -o  ourselves  lo  thee, 
And  seal  our  cov'nant  with  the  Lord, 

O  God,  our  endless  portion  be. 

In  heaven  our  solemn  vows  record  ! 

HYMN  IS— W.62.J>.  1.  CM. 

Christ  Jesus,  the  L^mb  of  God,  u-orshipped  by 
all  the  crcafio7i. 

CCOIE.  let  u?  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  u  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 
"  To  be  exalted  thus  ;" 

"  Y\~orth}r  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honor  and  power  divine  ; 

And  'blessing  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

And  air,  and  ear^h,  and 
Conspire  to  raise 

And  speak  thine  endless  prs 

5  The  whole  crcntion  join  in  one, 
To  bless  the  sacred  r. 

Of  Him  thnt  sUs  upon  the  throne, 
o  adore  the  I 


HYMN  19.  75# 

HYMN  19— W.  G4.  b.  1.  S.  M. 
Adoption. 

BEHOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  hath  bestow'd, 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God  ! 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 

That  we  should  he  unknown  ; 
The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 

God's  everlasting  Son. 

'  3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure, 

May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love 
1  share  a  filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

G  We  would  no  longer  lie, 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne ; 

Oar  faith  shall  Abba  Father  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 


76  HYMN  20. 

HYMN  20— W.  76.  b.  1.  L.  M. 
Christ  dwells  in  heaven,  but  visits  on  earth. 

*\T7'HEN  strangers  stand,  and  hear  me  tell 

•  *  What  beauties  in  my  Savior  dwell ; 
Where  he  is  gone,  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  may  seek  and  love  him  too. 

2  My  best  Beloved  keeps  his  throne, 
On  hills  of  light,  in  worlds  unknown ; 
But  he  descends  and  shows  his  face 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace. 

3  [In  vineyards  planted  by  his  hand, 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  stand  ; 
He  feeds  among  the  spicy  beds, 
Where  lilies  show  their  spotless  heads. 

4  He  has  engross'd  my  warmest  love, 
No  earthly  charms  my  soul  can  move  : 
I  have  a  mansion  in  his  heart, 

Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  make  us  part.] 

5  [He  takes  my  soul  ere  I'm  aware, 
And  shows  me  where  his  glories  are; 
No  chariot  of  Aminadab 

The  heav'nly  rapture  can  describe. 

G  O  may  my  spirit  daily  rise- 
On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies, 
Till  death  shall  make  my  last  remove 
To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  love.] 


HYMN  21,  22.  7? 

HYMN  21— VS.  79.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

.A  morning  hymn. 
f  J0D  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 
^-^  The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  cast 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 

And  without  weariness  or  rest, 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  shines. 

3  Oh,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil, 
Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day ; 

With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on  and  keep  my  heav'nly  way. 

4  But  I  shall  rove,  and  lose  the  race, 
If  God,  my  sun,  should  disappear, 

And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wide  maze, 
To  follow  ev'ry  wand'ring  star. 

5  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlight'ning  our  beclouded  eyes; 

Thy  threat'nings  just,  thy  promise  sure  ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

6  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  nry  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ;  # 

All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compared  with  this. 

HYMN  22— W.  81.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

A  song  for  morning  and  evening. 

"IVrT  i   God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
lfX  Thy  gifts  are  cvYy  ei  'ning  new ; 


78  HYMN  23. 

And  morning  mercies,  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spreadst  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 

Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  Light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command  ; 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my 

Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand. 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN  23— W.  88.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

Life j  the  day  of  grace  and  hope. 

T  IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
•*-^  The  time  t'  ensure  the  great  reward; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  [Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  given 
To  'scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heaven ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 

;  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  mem'ry  and  their  sense  are  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  [Their  hatred  and  their  love  are  lost, 
Their  envy  buried  in  the  dust ; 

They  have  no  share  is  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  iht 


HYMN  21.  79 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might,  pursue  ; 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 

'  Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave,  to  which  we  haste  ; 

9  But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 

HYMN  21— W.  90.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

Youth  and  Judgment. 

LO,  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rise, 
And  through  all  nature  rave, 
Fulfil  the  wishes  of  their  eyes, 
And  taste  the  joys  they  love. 

2  They  give  a  loose  to  wild  desires  ; 
]?ut  let  the 'sinners  know 

The  strict  account  that  God  requires 
Of  all  the  works  they  do. 

3  The  Judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high ; 
The  frighted  earth  and  seas 

Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye, 
And  flee  before  his  face. 

4  How  shall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 
And  stand  the  fi'ry  test  ? 

I'd  give  all  mortal  joys  away, 
To  be  for  e\  er  bfess'd. 


80  HYMN  25,  26. 

hymn  25— w.  di.  b.  i.  l.m.' 

Advice  to  yov.th  ;  or  old  age  and  death  in  an 
W9^    unconverted  9 

NOW  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
Remember  your  Creator  God; 
Behold  the  months  come  ha.st'ning  on, 
When  ySh  shall  say,  u  My  joys 

2  Behold  the  a  zed  sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  (load, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again ; 
The  soul  in  agonies  of  pain 
Ascends  to  God;  not  there  to  dwell. 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  King  !  I  fear  thy  namej 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  1  a 
And  when  my  soul  must  hence  r< 
Give  me  a  mansion 

HYMN  20— W.  100.  b.  1.  L.M. 
Believe  and  be  sa 

NOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  trwjj^^| 
Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appWT 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen. 

No  flaming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 
2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 


HYMN  27.  81 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Savior's  word,- 
Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  ; 

A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give, 

HYMN  27— W.  102.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

The  beatitude. 

T)LESS'D  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
-*-*  Their  emptiness  and  poverty  : 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Bless'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart : 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Bless'd  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

4  Bless'd  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 

They  shall  be  well  supplied  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

5  Bless'd  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

6  Bless'd  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  ©lean 
From  the  defiling  power  of  sin : 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 
6 


82  i  I  V:\LN  28,  29. 

7  Bless'd  arc  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  : 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8  Bless'd  are  the  suff'rers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord; 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

HYMN  28— W.  103.  b.  I.  C.  M.     ' 
JYot  ashamed  of  the  Gospel 

I'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  know  his  name ; 
His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 

"Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 
And  he  can  well  secure 

What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name, 
Before  his  Father's  face, 

And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

HYMN  aMW.  105.  b.  1.  C.  M. 
Heaven  invisible  and  holy. 

NOR  eye  hath  seen,  hdj  eai  hatfc  heard, 
Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 


HYMN  30.  83 

What  joys  the  Father  hath  prepared 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  : 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 
And  all  the  region  peace  ; 

No  wanton  lips,  no  envious  e)-e, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gi.tes  for  ever  bar 
Pollution,. sin,  and  shame 

None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 
There  all  their  names  are  found ; 

The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

HYMN  30— V*r.  108.  b.  1.  S.  M. 

Christ  unseen  and  beloved. 

"JVTOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
-*-^   Have  we  beheld  the  Lord  ; 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  wo*.d. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  s-.ght 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 

•.TOW 


S4  HYMN  31,  32. 

Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 
And  heaven  begins  below. 

HYMN  31— W.  110.  b.  1.   C.  M. 
Dcoth  and  immediate  glory. 
HPHERE  is  a  house  nor  made  with  hands, 
■*-    Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  m}r  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  il 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 
Must  be  dissolved  and  fall  ; 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 
That  forms  thee  fir  for  heaven  ; 

And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  plane, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come  ; 
Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ;.. 

But  while  the  body  is  our  home. 
We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 
But  we  had  rather  see  ; 

We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

HYMN  32— W.  112.  b.  1.  C.  If. 
The  brazen  serpent  :  or  looking  to  Jesus. 
^O  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 
^  The  brazen  serpent  high  ; 


HYMN  33.  85 

The  wounded  felt  immediate  ease, 
The  camp  forbore  to  die. 

2  "  Look  upward  in  the  dying  hour, 
And  live,"  the  prophet  cries  ; 

But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  cure, 
When  Faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 

3  High  on  the  cross  the  Savior  hung  ; 
High  in  the  heavens  he  reigns  ; 

Here  sinners,  by  th^old  serpent  stung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 

4  When  God's  own  son  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  world  revives  ;  I 

The  Jew  beholds  the  glorious  hope, 
Th'  expiring  Gentile  live% 

HYMN  33— W.  113.  b.  1.  S.  M. 

Muses  and  Christ ;  or  sins  against  the  law  and 
gospel. 

nnHE  law  by  Moses  came  ; 
-*-    But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love 
Were  brought  by  Christ  (  a  nobler  name) 
.Descending  from  above. 

2  Amidst  the  house  of  God 
Their  diff'rent  works  were  done  ; 

Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  strict  obedience  paid  ; 

O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands 
The  Sovereign  and  the  Head. 


88  HYMN  34. 

4  The  man  that  durst  despise 
The  law  that  Moses  brought, 

Behold  !  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  presumptuous  fault. 

5  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 

Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 

HYMN  34— W.  119.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

The  different  success  of  the  Gospel. 

{CHRIST  and  the  cross  are  fill  our  theme  : 
^  The  mysteries  that  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlighten'd  from  above, 
With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 

They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 
Restores  their  fainting  breath  ; 

But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diffuse  his  spirit  down, 
Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 

In  vain,  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Pan]  may  plant  in  vain 


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HYMN  35,  36.  87 

HYMN  33— W.  120.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

Faith  of  things  unseen. 

AITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 
Of  things  beyond  our  sight, 
Breaks  through  the  clouds  of  flesh  and  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  times  past  in  present  view, 
Brings  distant  prospects  home, 

Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  worlds  were  made 
By  God's  Almighty  word  : 

Abra'm,  to  unknown  countries  led, 
By  faith  obeyed  the  Lord. 

4  He  sought  a  city,  fair  and  high, 
Built  by  th'  Eternal  hands  ; 

And  faith  assures  us,  though  we  die, 
That  heavenly  building  stands. 

HYMN  3G— W.  123.  b.  1.  C.  M. 
The  repmiing  prodigal. 

BEHOLD  the  wretch,  whose  lusts  and  wine 
Have  wasted  his  estate  ; 
He  begs  a  share  amongst  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat ! 

2  "  I  die  with  hunger  here,"  he  criee ; 

"  I  starve  in  foreign  lands  ; 
My  father's  house  has  large  supplies, 

An^  bount'ous  are  his  hands. 


83  HYMN  37. 

3  "  I'll  go,  and,  with  a  mournful  tongue, 
Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 

Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong, 
Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace." 

4  He  said,  and  hasten'd  to  his  home, 
To  seek  his  father's  love  ; 

The  father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  neck. 
Embraced  and  kissed  his  son  : 

The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake, 
For  follies  he  had  done. 

6  "  Take  off  his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin," 
(The  father  gives  command  ;) 

"  Dress  him  in  garments  white  and  clean, 
With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

7  "  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain  : 
Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ; 

My  son  was  dead  and  lives  again, 
#     "Was  lost  and  now  is  found.'2 

HYMN  37— W.  125.  b.  1.  C.  M. 
Christ's  compassion  for  the  weak  and  temptetL 

WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High-Priest  above  ; 

His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  lore. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within. 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame  : 


HYMN  38.  89 

He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure, 
The  great  Redeemer  stood, 

While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  resist  to  blood. 

4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh 
Pour'd  out  bis  cries  and  tears, 

And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

5  [He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 
But  raise  it  to  a  name  ; 

The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name.] 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 
His  mercy  and  his  power  : 

We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
Iu  the  distressing  hour. 

HYMN  38— W.  127.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

Christ's  invitation  to  sinners ;   or  humility  and 
pride. 

/^OME  hither,  all  ye  Weary  souls, 
^  Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come  ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 

And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 
2  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  mc  ; 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 

And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 


90  iivrvix  39. 

3  Bless'd  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  tak© 
My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight , 

My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command  ; 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 

Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

HYMN  30— u.  12S.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

The  Apostles'  commission  ;  or  the  gospel  attested 
hy  miracles. 

"  Ct^*'  Prcacn  my  g°sPeV'  saith  the  Lord ; 

^-*   "  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  re- 
ceive : 
He  shall  be  saved  that  trusls  my  word  ; 

He  shall  be  damn'd  that  won't  believe. 

2  [I'll  make  your  great  commission  known, 
And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 

By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 
Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name  ; 

ISor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 

Though  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blas- 
pheme.] 

4  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands  ; 
I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end ; 

All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hand*  ; 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  dafond." 


HYMN  40,  4)^  Ql 

5  He  spake,  and.light  shone  round  his  head  ; 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode ; 
They  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 

The  grace  of  their  ascended  Lord. 

HYMN  40— W.  123.  b.  1.  L.  M. 
Submission  and  dtli reran cc  ;  or  Abraham  offer- 
ing his  son. 
OAINTS,atyourheavTiIy  Father's  word, 
^  Give  up  your  comforts  to  the  Lord ; 
He  shall  restore  what  you  resign, 
Or  grant  you  blessings  more  divine. 

2  So  Abra'm,  with  obedient  hand, 
Led  forth  his  son  at  God's  command  ; 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife,  he  took, 
His  arm  prepared  the  dreadful  stroke. 

3  "Abra'm,  forbear,"  the  angel  cried; 

"  Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  tried ; 
Thy  son  shaU  live,  and  in  thy  seed 
Shall  i  he  whole  earth  be  bless'd  indeed." 

4  Just  in  the  last  distressing  hour, 
The  Lord  displays  deliv'ring  power; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
Where  we  shall  see  surprising  grace. 

HYMN  41— W.  132.  b.  1.  L.  M. 

Holiness  and  grace. 
CO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
^  The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 


92  HYMN  42. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Savior  God : 
When  the  Salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied. 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
While  justice,  temp'rancc,  truth,  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirit  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  blight  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

HYMN  42— W.  132.  b.  1.  C.  If. 
Love  and  charity. 

T  ET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
*~*  Their  faith  and  zeal  declare  ; 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 
Nor  is  provoked  in  haste  ; 

She  lets  the  present  inj'ry  die, 
And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  [Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 
She  quenches  with  her  tongue  , 

Hopes  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong. 

4  [She  nor  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 
The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 


HYMN  43,  44.  93 

Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  that  climb.] 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 
To  seek  her  neighbor's  good  ; 

So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power 
In  all  the  realms  above  ; 

There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 

HYMN  43— W.  138.  b.  1.  C.  M. 
Saints  in  the  hands  of  Christ. 

FIRM  as  the  earth  the  gospel  stands, 
My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust; 
If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

2  His  honor  is  engaged  to  save 
The  meanest  of  his  sheep  ; 

All  that  his  hcav'nly  Father  gave, 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  e'er  remove 
His  fav'ritcs  from  his  breast ; 

In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  love, 
They  must  for  ever  rest. 

HYMN  44— W.  144.  b.  1.  C.  M. 

The  witnessing  and  sealing  Spirit. 

TTTHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
y*     Go  mourning  all  their  days? 


<H  HYMS  45. 

Great  Comforter!  descend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 
And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 

When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 

And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 

And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  be 

HYMN  45— W.  3.  b.  2.  C.  ft£ 

The  death  and  burial  of  a  sai/U. 

"YVTHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

*  *     Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  Bends, 

To  call  them  to  m-;  arms. 

2  Are  wo  I  too, 
As  fast  as  I                    »ve  ? 

Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  to   . 

There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  3ny, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 


HYMN  46.  95 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  bless'd, 
And  soften'd  ev'ry  bed : 

Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  v.'ith  their  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascended  high, 
And  show'd  our  feet  the  -way : 

Up  to  the  Lord  onr  souls  shall  fly 
At  the  great  rising  da}\ 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise  : 

Awake,  ye  nations,  under  ground : 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

HYMN  46— W.  9.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

Godly  sorrow   arislm*    from   the   svfferings   of 

Christ. 

ALAS  !  and  did  my  Savior  bleed  ? 
And  did  my  Jesus  die  < 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  1 1 

2  Thy  body  slain,  sweet  Jesus,  thine, 
And  bath'd  in  its  own  blood, 

While  all  exposed  to  wrath  of  men, 
The  glorious  Sufi* 're  r  stood  ! 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

4  WTell  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  in, 


96  HYMN  47. 

When  Christ  the  glorious  Savior  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 
While  his  dear  cross  appears, 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  in  tears. 

6  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 

Here,  Lord.  I  give  myself  away ; 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

HYMN  47— W.  10.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

Parting  with  carnal  joys. 

MY  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight, 
And  bids  the  world  farewell ; 
Base  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet. 
And  mischievous  as  hell. 

2  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love, 
Nor  seek  your  friendship  more  ; 

The  happiness  that  I  approve 
Lies  not  within  3-our  power. 

3  There's  nothing  round  the  spacious  earth 
That  suits  my  large  desire  : 

To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth 
My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 

4  Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood, 
From  sin  and  dross  refined, 

Ptill  springing  from  the  throne  of  God, 
And  fit  to  cneer  the  mind. 


HYMN  48.  97 

5  TJi'  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere, 
The  glorious  and  the  great, 

Brings  his  own  all-sumcience  there, 
To  make  our  bliss  complete. 

6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
I'd  climb  the  heavenly  road  ; 

There  sits  my  Savior,  dress'd  in  love, 
And  there  my  smiling  God. 

HYMN  48— W.  14.  b.  2.  S.  M. 

The  Lord's  day,  or  delight  in  ordinances. 

TXTELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

*  *    That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 

Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 
Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 

And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


98  HYMN  49. 

HYMN  49^W.  15.  b.  2.  L.  M. 

The  enjoyment  of  Christ ;  or  delight  in  worship. 

FAR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone ; 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 
Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Savior  see, 

1  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee  ! 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire  ; 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above, 
And  feed  nry  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  The  trees  of  life  immortal  stand 
In  blooming  rows,  at  thy  right  hand ; 
And,  in  sweet  murmurs,  by  their  side, 
Rivers  of  bliss  perpetual  glide. 

4  Haste  then,  but  with  a  smiling  face, 
And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace  ; 
Bring  down  a  taste  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine. 

5  Bless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare ! 
How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are  ! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above, 
Redeeming  grace,  and  dying  love. 

6  Hail,  great  Emmanuel,  all  divine  ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine ; 
Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  One, 
That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known. 


HYMN  50.  99 

HYMN  50— W.  16.  b.  2.  L.  M. 
Part  the  second. 

LORD,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace 
Shines  through  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
And  lights  our  passions  to  a  flame  ! 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name. 

2  When  I  can  say,  my  God  is  mine, 
When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, 

I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  the  earth  calls  good  or  great. 

3  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joy, 
Our  raptured  eyes  and  souls  employ, 
Here  we  could  sit  and  gaze  away, 

A  long,  an  everlasting  day. 

4  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  nightr 
To  the  fair  coast  of  perfect  light ; 
Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove, 

O'er  the  dear  object  of  our  love. 

5  There  shall  we  drink  full  draughts  of  bliss, 
And  pluck  neAV  life  from  heavenly  trees ; 
Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  bestow 

A  drop  of  heaven  on  worms  below. 

6  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand. 
While  we  pass  through  this  barren  land ; 
And  in  thy  temple  let  us  see 

A  glimpse  of  love,  a  glimpse  of  thee. 


100  HYMN   31,5:2. 

liY.MN  51— W.  10.  ke.  CM. 

Our  bodies  frail,  and  God  our  preserver. 

T  ET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
-*-^  Nor  ;'(  hi  I 

But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  tilings  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 
And  flourish  brighj  and 

A  blasting  wind  sy  •  land, 

And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 
And  dies,  if  one  be  gone  ; 

Strange  !  that  |  harp  of  thousand  strings, 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

.4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  built  us  first ; 
•Salvation  to  th'  Almighty  name 

That  rear'd  us  from  t lie  dust. 

5  While  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
His  spirit  moves  our  la... 

Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

HYMN  52— W.  25.  b.  2.  CL  M. 

Complaining  of  spiritual  sloth. 
"fV/TY  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so! 
■J-"-*-  A  -oul ! 

WMhing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 

y  .in 


HYMN  53.  101 

2  The  little  ants  for  one  poor  grain, 
Labor,  and  tug,  and  strive  ; 

Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  V  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 
And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 

We,  for  whose  guard,  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above. 

4  We,  for  whom  Christ,  the  Son,  came  down, 
And  labor'd  for  our  good  : 

How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood  ! 

5  Lord,  shall  we  lie  so  sluggish  still, 
And  never  act  our  parts  I 

Come,  holy  Dove,  from  th'  heavenly  hill, 
And  sit  and  warm  our  hearts. 

6  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move; 
Upward  our  souk  shall  rise  : 

With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 
We'll  fly,  and  take  the  prize. 

HYMN  53— W.  28.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

Death  and  eternity. 

OTOOP  down,  my  thoughts,  that  used  to  rise, 
^  Converse  awhile  with  death, 
Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies;, 
Am!  his  breath  ! 

2  His  quiv'rine  lips  hang  feebly  down, 
His  pulse  is  f;ijut  and  few; 


102  HYMN  54. 

Then,  speechless,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die  ? 
And  must  this  soul  remove  f 

Oh,  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  safe  above  ! 

4  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand 
My  naked  soul  I  trust  : 

And  my  flesh  waits  for  thy  command, 
To  drop  into  the  dust. 

HYMN  54— W.  31.  b.  2.  L.  M. 

Christ's  presence  wnkrs  death  easy. 

"IT7HY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 

**    What  tim'rous  worms  We  mortal- 
Death  is  the  e 

And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  1  :.- 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dyimr  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  : 

Still  we  shrink  i,:  life, 

Fond  of  our  prison  snd  our  e 

3  Oh,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet,  <# 
My  soul  should  sin:  tcli  her  wings  and  haste, 

Fly  fearless  through  d<  ath's  ird 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  ps 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 

While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 


HYMN  55.  103 

HYMN  55— W.  33.  b.  2.  C.  Iff. 

The  blessed  society  in  heaven. 
Xy  AISE  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up,  and  run 
•*■*"  Through  ev'ry  heavenly  street. 
And  say  there's  nought  below  the  sun 
That's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 

2  [Thus  will  we  mount  on  sacred  wings, 
And  tread  the  courts  above  ; 

Nor  earth,  nor  all  her  mightiest  things, 
Shall  tempt  our  meanest  love.] 

3  There  on  a  high  majestic  throne, 
Th'  Almighty  Father  reigns, 

And  sheds  his  glorious  goodness  down 
On  all  the  blissful  plains. 

4  Bright,  like  the  sun,  the  Savior  sits, 
And  spreads  eternal  noon  ; 

No  evenings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights, 
To  want  the  feeble  moon. 

5  Anfid  those  ever-shining  skies, 
Behold  the  sacred  Dove  ; 

While  banish'd  sin  and  sorrow  flies 
From  all  the  realms  of  love. 

6  [But,  oh,  what  beams  of  heavenly  grace 
Transport  them  all  the  while  ! 

Ten  thousand  smiles  from  Jesus'  face, 
And  love  in  ev'ry  smile  !] 

7  Jesus,  O  when  shall  that  dear  day, 
That  joyful  hour  appear, 


4 


104  HYMN  5G,  57. 

When  I  shall  leave  this  house  of  clay, 
To  dwell  among  them  there. 

HYMN  56— W.  34,  b.  2.  C.  M. 

Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit,  or  fervency  of 
devotion  desired. 

pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
^  With  ail  thy  quick'ning  powers. 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below. 
Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ; 

Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 
In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 

Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  live 
At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 

Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ! 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 

Come,  shed  abroad  a  Savior's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

HYMX  57— W.  33.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

Love  to  God. 

APPY  the  heart  where  grace  doth  reigr, 
Where  love  inspires  the  breast  : 


H 


HYMN  58.  105 

Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 

Our  stubborn  sins  will  tight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 
In  swift,  obedience  move  ; 

The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too, 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 
When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  : 

Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings, 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 
Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 

The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away, 

To  see  our  smiling  God. 

HYMN  58— W.  39.  1).  2.  C.  M. 

The  shortness  and  -misery  of  life. 

f\UR  days,  alas  !  our  mortal  days, 
^^  Are  short  ana"  wretched  too  ! 
"Evil  and  few,"  the  patriarch  says, 
And  well  T:  knew. 

2  'Tis  but,  at  best,  a  narrow  bound, 

That  brawn  allows  to  men  ; 
And  pains  and  sins  run  through  the  round 

Of  threescore  years  and  ten. 


106  HYMN  50. 

3  Well,  if  ye  must  be  sad  and  few, 
Run  on,  my  days,  in  haste  ; 

Moments  of  sin.  and  months  of  wo, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fast. 

4  Let  heavenly  love  prepare  my  soul, 
And  call  her  to  the  skies, 

Where  years  of  long  salvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 

HYMN  59— W.  47.  b.  2.  L.  M. 
Glory  and  grace  in  the  person  of  Christ. 
OW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 


N 


Awake,  my  soul  ;  a  vake,  xxaj  tongue  ; 
Hosanna  10  th'  Eternal  Name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  The  spacious  earth,  and  spreading  flood, 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God  ; 
And  thy  rich  afar, 

Sparkle  in  every  rolling  e 

3  But,  in  his  looks,  a  glory  stands, 
The  noblest  labor  of  thy  hands  ;      • 

! 
Outshines  the  won  skies. 

4  Grace  !  'tis  n  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 

name ; 
Ye  angels  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

5  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face  ; 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold ! 


HYMN  60,  61.  107 

HYMN  60— W.  48.  b.  2.  C.  M. 
Love  to  the  creatures  is  dangerous. 
TTOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below  ! 
J--*-  How  false,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  tilings  below  the  sky 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light ; 

We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 
The  partners  of  our  blood, 

How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 
How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense  ! 

Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  wc  call  them  l! 

5  Dear  Savior,  let  thy  beauties  be^,. 
My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 

And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

HYMN  61— W.  49.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

Moses  dying  in  the  embraces  of  God. 

"PjEATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid, 

J-^  If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 

We  may  walk  through  the  darkest  shade, 

And  never  yield  to  fear. 
2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Creator  bid  ; 


108  HYMN  G2. 

And  run,  if  I  wore  call'd  to  go 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 
And  view  the  promised  land, 

My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  Clasp'd  in  my  heavenly  Father's  arms, 
I  would  forget  my  breath  ; 

And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 

HYMN  G2— W.  54.  b.  2.  C.  Bff. 

God's  presence  is  light  in  darkness. 

MY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear, 
My  dawning  is  begun  !  # 

He  is  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
And  he  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  op'ning  heavens  around  me  shine 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 

While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  "  I  am  his." 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  that  transporting  word  : 

Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  wnv, 
T'  embrace  my  don  rest  T,ord  ! 


HYMM  GJ.  109 

o  Fearless  of  hell,  ami  ghastly  dealh, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe  : 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith, 

Should  bear  me  conq'ror  through. 

HYMN  63— W.  55.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

Frail  life,  and  succeeding  eternity. 

THEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 
And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 

2  [Our  wasting  live?  grow  shorter  still, 
As  months  and  days  increase  ; 

And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave  ; 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  traveling  to  the  grave.] 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 
To  push  us  to  the  tomb  ; 

And  tierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 
Hang  everlasting  things  ! 

Th'  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings  ! 

6  Infinite  joy,  or  dreadful  wo, 
Attends  on  every  breath  ; 


110  HYMN  61,  G5. 

And  yet  how  unconeern'd  we  go 

Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 
7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  damg'rous  road  ; 
And,  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

HYMN  01— W.  56.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

The  misery  of  being  without  God  in  the  world  ; 

or  van  pro* 

"TVrO  !  I  shall  envy  them  no  more, 
-1^1   Who  grow  profanely 
Though  they  increase  their  golden  store, 
And  rise  to  wondrous  height. 

2  They  taste  of  all  the  joys  that  grow 
Upon  this  earthly  clod  : 

Well,  they  may  search  the  creature  through, 
For  they  have  ne'er  a  God. 

3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 
And  think  your  life  your  own  ; 

But  death  comes  hast'ning  on  to  you, 
To  mow  your  glory  do\\  a. 

4  Go  now,  and  boast  of  all  your  stores, 
And  tell  how  hrighl  they  shine  ; 

Your  heaps  of  gHtt'ring  dust  arc  yours, 
And  my  Redeemer's  mine  ! 

HYMN  Co— W.  61.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

A  thought  of  death  and  glory. 

MY  soul,  come  meditate  the  day, 
And  think  how  near  it  stands, 


HYMN  66.  Ill 

When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

2  [And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 
The  hollow  gaping  tomb  ; 

This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  summons  come.] 

3  Oh  !  could  we  dj^  with  those  who  die, 
And  place  us  in  their  stead  ; 

Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead  : 

4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above, 
In  their  own  glorious  forms, 

And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

5  [How  we  should  scorn  these  clothes  of  flesh, 
These  fetters  and  this  load, 

And  long  for  ev'ning  to  undress, 
That  we  may  rest  with  God.] 

6  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay 
Before  the  summons  come, 

And  pray  and  wish  our  souls  away 
To  their  eternal  home. 

HYMN  66— W.  63.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

A  funeral  thought. 

TTARK  !  from  the  tomb,  a  doleful  sound  ! 
-I-1-  Mine  ears  attend  the  cry, 
11  Ye  living  men,  eome,  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 


112  HYMjS  67. 

2  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  l>ed, 
In  spite  of  ail  your  towers  ; 

The  tail,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours. 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 
And  are  we  still  secure  ? 

Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  mf 

4  Grant  us  the  powers  of  quick'ning  grace, 
To  fit  our  souls  to 

Then,  v  -  dying  flesh, 

We'll  rise  above  the  sky/ 

HYMN  07— W.  Go.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

The  hope  of  heaven,  our  support  under  trials. 

TT7HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

*  *     To  mansions  in  the 
111  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  i  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 
And  storms  fall  ; 

May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
:  u,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 

And  not  a  nave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast 


HYMN  68.  US 

5  When   we've   been   there   ten   thousand 
Bright  shining  as  the  sun  ;  [years, 

WeVe  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
1  nan  when  we  first  began. 

HYMN  63— W.  66.  b.  2.  C.  M. 
A  prospect  of  heaven  makes  death  easy. 

^HERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
•*-    Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-with'ring  flowers  ; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

3  [Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 
fetand  dress'd  in  living  green  ;  w 

So,  to  the  Jews,  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

4  But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 
To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 

And  linger,  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away.] 

5  Oh  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 
Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 

And  see  the  Canaan,  that  we  love, 

With  unbeclouded  eyes  : 
C  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er  ; 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood. 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 
8 


114  HYMN  69. 

HYMN  69— W.  74.  b.  2.  S.  M. 

Repentance  from  a  sense  of  divine  goodness  ;  < 
a  complaint  of  ingratitude. 

JS  this  the  kind  return, 
And  these  the  thanks  we  owe, 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ? 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame, 
Has  sin  reduced  our  mind  ! 

What  strange,  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind  ! 

3  [On  us  he  bids  the  sun 
Shed  his  reviving  rays  : 

For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 
And  bow  their  necks  to  men  ; 

But  we,  more  base,  more  stubborn  things, 
Reject  his  easy  reign.] 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 
And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 

Break,  l>y  th\  grace,  these  hearts  of  ston 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh, 

6  Let  our  ingratitude 
Provoke  our  weeping  eyes  ; 

And  hourly  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 


HYMN  70,  71.  115 

HYMN  70— W.  77.  b.  2.  L.  M. 

The  Christian 's  warfare. 

OTAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 
^  And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 

Where  thy  great  Captain  Savior's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course  ; 
But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquish'd  foes  ; 

Thy  Jesus  nail'd  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  [What  though  thine  inward  lusts  rebel ; 
'Tis  but  a  struggling  gasp  for  life  ; 

The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 

Shall  slay  thy  sins,  and  end  the  strife.] 

4  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 
Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  ; 

There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glitt'ring  robes  for  conqu'rors  v  ait. 

5  There  shall  I  wear  a  stany  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace  ; 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

HYMN  71— W.  93.  b.  2.  S.  M. 
God  all,  and  in  all. 

MY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
To  thee,  to  thee  J  call  ; 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  ail 


116  HYMN  71. 

2  [Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  where  [  dwell  ; 

'Tis  paradise,  when  thou  art  here ; 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell.] 

3  [The  smilings  of  thy  face, 
How  ami'ble  they  are  ! 

*Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace, 
And  nowhere  else  but  there.] 

4  [To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 
The  angels  owe  their  bliss  ; 

They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is.] 

5  [Not  all  the  harps  above 
Can  make  a  heavenlj7  place, 

If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face.] 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 
Can  one  delight  afford; 

No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 
Where  all  my  pleasures  roll  ; 

The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  nry  soul. 

8  [To  thee  my  spirits  fly, 
With  infinite  desire  ; 

And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie  ! 
Dear  Jesus  raise  me  higher.] 


HYMN  72.  117 

HYMN  72— W.  94.  b.  2.  C.  M. 

God  my  only  happiness. 
TTTHAT  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 
*  *     And  this  inferior  clod  ! 
There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys  ; 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

2  [In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun, 

Scatters  his  feeble  light, 
3Tis  thy  sweet  beams  create  my  noon  ; 

If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

8  And  while  upon  nvy  restless  bed 

Among  the  shades  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  shows  his  head, 

5Tis  morning  with  my  soul.] 

4  To  thee  I  owe  my  wealth,  and  friends, 
And  health,  and  safe  abode  ; 

Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

5  How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  wealth, 
If  once  compared  to  thee  ! 

Or  what's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends,  to  me  ? 

6  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 
And  call'd  the  stars  my  own ; 

Without  thy  graces  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

7  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas> 
And  grasp  in  nil  the  shore; 

Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 


118  HYMN  73,  74. 

HYMN  73— W.  103.  b.  2.  C.  M. 
Christ's  commission. 

COME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 
With  new,  melodious  songs  ; 
Come,  tender  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 
That  pitied  dying  men, 

The  Father  sent  his  only  Son 
To  give  them  life  i 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  arnVd 
With  a  revenging  rod  : 

No  hard  commission  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 
And  love  bedew'd  the  throne. 

When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 

5  Here,  sinners,  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 
And  wipe  your  sorrows  dry  : 

Trust  in  the  mighty  Savior's  name, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

6  See,  dearest  Lorn,  our  willing  souls 
Accept  thine  offer'd  grace  ; 

We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 

HYMN  71— W.  104.  b.  2.  S.  M. 

The  same. 

T>  AISE  your  triumphant  songs 
•*-*■'  To  an  immortal  tune, 


HYMN  75.  lid 

Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds, 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  Etern     Love, 
Its  chief  beloved  chose, 

And  bid  him  raise  our  wretched  race, 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
No  terror  clothes  his  brow ; 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'Twas  mercy  fill'd  the  throne, 
And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 

When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down 
To  rebels  doom'd  fo  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 
Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 
We  lay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

HYMN  75— W.  107.  b.  2.  C.  M. 
The  everlasting  absence  of  God  intolerable, 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 


120  HYMN  76. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 
Beloved  of  my  heart, 

How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  word,  "  Depart  V* 

3  The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word, 
Would  so  torment  my  ear, 

Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  Oh  !  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 
To  see  my  God  remove, 

And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love  I 

5  Jesus,  I  throw  mine  arms  around, 
And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 

Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee 
My  spirif  cannot  rest. 

6  Oh  !  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 
Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 

Show  me  some  promise,  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

7  [Give  me  one  kind,  assuring  word, 
To  sink  my  fears  again ; 

And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 
Her  threescore  years  and  ten.] 

HYMN  76— W.  110.  b.  2.  S.  M. 
Triumph  over  death ,  in  hope  of  the  resurrection. 

{  ND  must  this  body  die  ? 
This  mortal  frame  decay  I 


A? 


HYMN  It.  121 

And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 
Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 

Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes, 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  Christ,  my  Redeemer,  lives. 
And  often  from  the  skies 

Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace 
Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine  ; 

And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jesus'  dying  love ; 

We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

6  Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs, 

Till  times  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

HYMN  77— Wr.  116.  b.  2.  C.  M. 
Miseries  and  thanks. 

HOW  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop 
As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  spreads  the  heavens  abroad  ? 


122  HYMN  73. 

2  How  can  I  die,  while  Jesus  lives, 
Who  rose  and  left  the  dead  ? 

Pardon  and  grace  ray  soul  receives 
From  mine  exalted  head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine  ; 

Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 
My  cheerful  hands  resign. 

4  Yet,  if  I  might  make  some  reserve, 
And  duty  did  not  call, 

1  love  my  God  with  zeal  so  great, 

That  I  should  give  him  all. 

HYMN  78— W.  122.  b.  2.  L.  M. 

Retirement  and  meditation. 

TVTY  God.  permit  me  not  to  be 
•*■*■*-  A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amid  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ! 
Why  should  i  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Savior,  go  ? 

3  Call  mc  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 
Thy  voice  of  love  can  draw  me  thence  ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  begone  ; 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 


HYMN  79,  80.  123 

HYMN  79— W.  133.  b.  2.  L.  M. 

The  operations  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 
"EXTERNAL  Spirit !  we  confess, 
-*-J  And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlighten'd  by  thine  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day  : 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  ; 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  the  voice  : 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  ; 

Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 
And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

HYMN  80— W.  139.  b.  2.  L.  M. 
The  example  of  Christ. 

MY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  : 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  def'rence  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witness'd  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 


124  HYMN  81. 

The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name, 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  81— W.  1-12.  b.  2.  S.  M. 

Faith  in  Clirist  our  sacrifice. 

TVOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
*^    On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  sins  away  ; 

A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 

And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 

While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 
The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice, 

To  see  the  curse  removed  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 


HYMN  82.  125 

HYMN  82— W.  144.  b.  2.  L.  M. 

The  effusion  of  the  spirit  ;  or  the  success  of  the 
gospel. 


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REAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
When  the  divine  disciples  met ; 


Whilst  on  their  heads  thy  Spirit  came, 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 

2  What  gifts,  what  miracles,  he  gave ! 
And  power  to  heal,  and  power  to  save  ! 
Furnish'd  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words, 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 

3  Thus  armed,  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north  : 

"  Go,  and  assert  your  Savior's  cause, 
Go,  spread  the  myst'ry  of  his  cross." 

4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are, 
To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low  ! 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  these  heavenly  arms  subdued  ; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 

And  hates  the  doctrines  of  the  cross. 

C  Great  King  of  Grace,  my  heart  subdue  ; 
I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 
A  willing  captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  sing  the  viot'ries  of  his  word. 


126  HYMN  83. 

HYMN  83— W.  152.  b.  2.  C.  M. 
Sinai  and  Sion. 

NOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke. 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Sioirs  hill, 
The  city  of  our  God, 

Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 
Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light ! 

Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight  ! 

4  Behold  the  blcss'd  assembly  there, 
Whose  names  are  wrote  in  heaven, 

And  God,  the  judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 
But  one  communion  make  ; 

All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  wear}'  soul  would  rest ; 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  for  ever  bless'd. 


HYMN  84,  85.  127 

HYMN  84— W.  15S.  b.  2.  L.  M. 

Feiv  saved ;  or  the  almost  Christian,  the  hypo- 
crite and  apostate. 

BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  "  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ; 

Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul,  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 

Is  but  esteem'd  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain, 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new  ; 

Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

HYMN  85— W.  1G1.  b.  2.  C.  M. 
Christian  virtues  ;  or  the  difficulty  of  conversion, 

QTRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 
*-*  That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake,  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd  ; 


129  HYMN  B6. 

Passion  suppressed,  find  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 

3  [Flesh  is  a  dang'rous  foe  to  grace, 
Where  it  prevails  and  rules  ; 

Flesh  must  be  bumbled,  pride  abased, 
Lest  they  destroy  our  souls.] 

4  The  love  of  gold  be  banish'd  hence, 
That  vile  idolatry  ; 

And  every  member,  ev'ry  sense, 
In  sweet  subjection  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  power, 
Requires  a  strong  restraint ; 

We  must  be  watchful  every  hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

6  Lord,  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm 
Fulfil  a  task  so  hard  ? 

Thy  grace  must  all  my  work  perform, 
And  give  the  free  reward. 

HYMN  86— W.  7.  b.  3.  L.  M. 

Crucifixion  to  the  'World  by  the  cross  of  Christ. 

WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  the  prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  mj-  Lord  ; 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 


HYMN  87.  129 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet  ? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  T 

4  [His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe. 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 

Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.] 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small : 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


HYMN  87— W.  13.  b.  3.  C.  M. 

Divine  love  making  a  feast,  and  calling  in  the 
guests. 

HOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
With  Christ  within  the  doors, 
While  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

2  Here  every  bowel  of  our  God 
With  soft  compassion  rolls  ; 

Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  blood, 
Is  food  for  dying  souls. 

3  While  every  heart,  and  every  song, 
Join  to  admire  the  feast, 

Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongue, 
11  Lord,  why  was  I  a  gue?t  .' 
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130  HYMN  ST. 

4  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 
And  enter  while  there's  room, 

When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 

And  rather  a  =me  V 

5  ?Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  th«  feast, 
That  swe  (  in  ; 

Else  w€  Lad  still  refused  to  taste, 
And  peril        in      r  sin. 


PART  II. 

HYMNS  AND  SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 

BY    DIFFERENT    AUTHORS. 


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HYMN  1.  Part  2d— 8s. 

The  last  lines  of  Cowper. 

'O  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 


My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone ; 
O  !  bear  me  ye  cherubim  up, 

And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Savior,  whom  absent,  I  love, 
Whom  not  having  seen,  I  adore  ; 

Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  power. 

3  Dissolve  thou  the  bands  that  detain 
My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee  : 

Oh,  strike  off  the  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  Oh,  now  let  that  era  begin, 
When,  array'd  in  thy  glory,  I  shine  ; 

And  never  again  pierce  with  sin, 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline. 


132  HYMN  2. 

HYMN  2.  Part  2d— 7  &  6. 

RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
Thy  better  portion  trace  : 
Rise  from  transitory  tilings, 

Tow'rds  heaven,  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars,  decay  ; 

Time  will  soon  this  earth  remove  : 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away, 
To  seats  prepared  above  ! 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 
Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  : 

Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun- 
Both  speed  them  to  their  source. 

So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 

[Tpward  tends  to  his  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Fly  me,  riches,  fly  me,  cares, 
While  I  that  coast  explore ; 

Flatt'ring  world,  with  all  thy  snares. 

Solicit  me  no  more. 
Pilgrims,  fix  not  here  your  home  ; 

Strangers,  tarry  but  a  night  : 
When  the  last  great  morn  shall  come, 

We'll  rise  to  joyful  light ! 

4  Come,  my  brethren,  face  the  storm; 
Press  onward  to  the  prize  : 

Soon  our  Savior  will  return. 

Triumphant,  in  the  skies  ; 

Yet,  a  season,  and  two  kn^w 


HYMN  3.  133 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given  ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

HYMN  3.  Part  2d— 8. 
Babylonish  captivity.     (  Tune,  Bonny  Doon.) 
TT7rHEN  we  our  weary  limbs  to  rest, 

*  *     Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates'  stream, 
We  wept  with  doleful  thoughts  oppress'd, 

And  Zion  was  our  mournful  theme. 
Our  harps  that,  when  with  joy  we  strung, 
Were  wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear, 
With  silent  strings  neglected  hung, 
On  willow-trees  that  wither'd  there. 

2  Then  they  that  led  us  captive,  said, 
Come  sing  us  one  of  Zion's  songs  ; 

And  of  our  griefs  derision  made, 

Nor  Jacob's  God  avenged  our-wrongs. 

How  can  we  sing  on  Babel's  shore, 
Where  songs  profane  offend  the  ear ; 

Where  strangers  idol  gods  adore, 
And  hateful  images  appear? 

3  If  I  forget.  Jerusalem, 
Although  she  now  in  ruin  lies, 

Let  every  object  cease  to  charm, 

Then  cleave  my  tongue,  and  close  my  eyes; 
O  could  1  see  the  house  of  God, 

Whose  sacred  ashes  bleach  the  plains, 
Once  more  my  brethren's  bless'd  abode, 

There  would  I  dwell  while  life  remains. 

4  Then,  O  my  soul,  arise  and  sing, 
Ann*  strive  to  gain  the  heavenly  land; 


134  HYMlN   1, 

Where  all  the  saints  their  honors  bring, 
And  crown  with  joy  Jerusalem. 

There  glory,  glory,  we  shall  sin'/, 

When  all  our  gloomy  doubts  are  o'er, 

And  join  to  praise  our  conq'rimr  King, 
On  Canaan's  peaceful,  happy  shore. 

HYMN  \.  Part  2d— 7. 
Desire  for  Holiness. 

DANIEL'S  wisdom  may  I  know, 
Stephen's  faith  and  patience  show  ; 
John's  divine  communion  feel  ; 
Moses'  meekness — Joshua's  zeal; 
Run  like  the  unwearied  Paul  ; 
Win  the  prize  and  conquer  all. 

2  Mary's  love  may  I  pest 
Lydia's  tender-heartedness  : 
Peter's  ardent  spirit  feel  ; 
James's  faith  by  works  reveal  : 
Like  young  Timothy,  may  I 
Even-  sinful  passion  fly. 

3  Job's  submission  let  me  show  ; 
David's  true  devotion  k 
Samuel's  call,  O  may  I  hour  ! 
Lazarus'  ha] 

Let  Isaiah's  tallowed  fire 
All  my  new-born  soul  inspire  ! 

4  Mine  be  Jacob's  wrestling  prayer  ; 
Gideon's  valiant  steadfast  care  ; 
Joseph's  parity  i: 

Isaac's  rn<  ipt  — 


HYMN  5.  135 

Abra'm's  friendship — let  me  prove 
Faithful  to  the  God  of  love  ! 

5  Most  of  all,  may  I  pursue 
That  example  JESUS  drew  : 
In  my  life  and  conduct  show 
How  he  lived  and  walk'd  below  : 
Day  by  day,  through  grace  bestow'd, 
Imitate  my  dearest  Lord. 

6  Then  shall  I  these  worthies  meet ; 
With  them  bow  at  Jesus'  feet. 
With  l  hem  .praise  the  God  of  love, 
With  them  share  the  joys  above, 
With  them  range  the  blissful  shore  ; 
Meet  them  all  to  part  no  more. 

HYMN  5.  Part  2d— L,  M. 
Emmanuel. 

PRAISE  God,  the  Father,  heavenly  light; 
Praise  Christ,  the  Son,  my  soul's  deligh' 
Blcss'd  Holy  Ghost,  come  dwell  with  me 
Through  time    and  in  Eternity, 
Ye  glitt'ring  orbs  around  the  skies, 
"Who  speak  his  glories  as  you  rise, 
Your  silent  language  ne'er  can  tell 
The  glory  of  Emmanuel. 
Tall  mountains  that  becloud  the  skies, 
And  all  the  hills  that  round  you  rise, 
While  time  endures,  ye  ne'er  can  tell 
The  glory  of  Emmanuel. 

2  Y'e  trembling  seas  with  dismal  roar, 
Whoso  billows  roll  from  shore  to  shore, 


136  HYMN  5. 

Your  thundering  language  ne'er  can  tell 
The  power  of  Christ,  Emmanuel. 
Ye  worlds  on  worlds,  with  all  your  throng, 
Through  ever}*  land  extend  the  song  • 
A  guilty  world  redeem'd  from  hell 
By  Christ,  the  Lord,  Emmanuel. 
Behold  him  leave  his  Father's  throne, 
Behold  him  bleeding,  hear  him  groan  ; 
Death's  iron  chains  can  ne'er  excel 
The  strength  of  Christ,  Emmanuel. 

3  Behold  him  mount  his  honor'd  seat, 
And  millions  bowing  at  his  feet  ; 

He  conquerd  all  the  powers  of  hell ; 
Yes,  glory  to  Emmanuel. 
His  fame  shall  sound  from  pole  to  pole, 
While  glory  rolls  from  soul  to  soul  ; 
The  gospel  sound  goes  forth  to  tell 
The  glory  of  Emmanuel. 
While  I  am  singing  of  his  fame 
My  soul  begins  to  feel  the  flame  ; 
Though  full  of  lore,  I  ne'er  can  tell 
The  beauty  of  Emmanuel. 

4  Wc  soon  shall  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
And  src  the  nations  gather  round! 
While  angels  shout,  the  saints  shall  tell 
The  glory  of  Emmanuel. 

Ten  thousand  thousand  in  the  throng, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  join  the  song  ; 
Some  souls  are  saved  by  Christ  from  hell, 
Glory  to  Christ,  Emmanuel  ! 
My  soul,  transported  with  hi?  charms,. 
I  long  to  dwell  in  Jesus'  arm*  : 


inrsi^  &  137 

My  loviftg  brethren  all  farewell, 

1  go  to  meet  Emmanuel. 

HYMN  6.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

TT7TIAT  scenes  of  terror  and  amaze 

*  *    Break  through  this  twilight  gloom? 
What  hand  invisible  displays 
The  secrets  of  the  tomb  ? 

2  The  vision  of  the  tomb  is  pass'd ; 
Beyond  it  who  can  tell 

In  what  mysterious  regions  cast, 
Immortal  spirits  dwell  ? 

3  I  know  not ;  yet  I  soon  shall  know, 
When  life's   sore  conflicts  cease  : 

When  this  desponding  head  lies  low, 
And  I  shall  rest  in  peace. 

4  For  see,  o'er  death's  bewild'ring  wave, 
The  rainbow  hope  arise  ; 

A  bridge  of  glory  o'er  the  grave, 
It  bends  beyond  the  skies. 

5  From  earth  to  heaven  it  swells  and  shines, 
The  pledge  of  bliss  to  man  ; 

Time  with  eternity  combines, 
And  grasps  them  with  a  span. 

6  Life  lies  in  embryo,  never  free, 
Till  nature  yields  her  breath ; 

Till  time  becomes  ETERNITY; 
And  man  is  born  in  DEATH. 


138  .HYMN  7. 

HYMN  7.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 
Friendship. 

JESUS  to  ev'ry  willing  mind, 
Offers  a  heavenly  treasure  ; 
There  may  the  sons  of  sorrow  find 

Sources  of  real  pleasure. 
See  what  employments  men  pursue, 
Then  you  will  own  my  words  are  true  ; 
Jesus  alone  unfolds  to  view 
Sources  of  real  pleasure. 

2  Poor  are  the  joys  which  fools  esteem, 
Fading  and  transitory ; 

Mirth  is  as  fleeting  as  a  dream, 

Or  a  delusive  story. 
Luxury  leaves  a  sting  behind, 
Wounding  the  body  and  the  mind, 
Only  in  Jesus  can  we  find 

Pleasure  and  solid  glory. 

3  Learning  is  not  the  greatest  thing, 
Though  it  is  worth  possessing  ; 

Riches,  for  ever  on  the  wing, 

Seldom  prove  a  blessing  ; 
Sensual  pleasure  sw<  Us  ctesire, 
Just  as  the  fuel  feeds  the  lire  ; 
Jesus  can  real  bliss  inspire, 

Bliss,  that  is  worth  poss< 

4  Beauty  with  its  gaudy  shows, 
Is  but  a  painted  bu 

Short  is  the  triumph  it  bestows, 

Full  of  deceit  and  trouble. 
Fame,  like  a  shadow,  flees  away, 
Tit>s  and  dignities  decay  j 


HYMN  a  139 

Nothing  but  Jesus  can  display 

Joys  that  are  free  from  trouble. 
5  Happy  the  man  who  lias  a  friend, 

Namely,  the  God  of  Nature  ; 
"Well  may  he  feel  and  recommend 

Friendship  with  our  Creator. 
Then  as  our  hearts  in  Jesus  join'd, 
So  let  our  social  powers  combine, 
Ruled  by  a  passion  most  divine, 

Friendship  with  our  Creator. 

HYMN  8.  Part  2d— 9  &  8. 
Happy  converts. 

YE  happy  children,  who  follow  Jesus 
Into  the  house  of  prayer  and  praise, 
Whose  hearts  are  join'd  in  love  and  union, 

Resolved  this  way  to  spend  your  days  : 
Although  we're  hated  by  the  world  and  Satan, 

And  llesh,  and  such  as  know  not  God, 
Yet  happy  i  I  joyful  seasons, 

We've  oi'ttimes  found  on  Canaan's  road. 

2  While  we've  been  waiting  on  lovely  Jesus, 
e      We've  felt  some  streams  come  from  above  ; 

Our  hearts  have  burnt  with  holy  fire, 

While  he's  pour'd  forth  his  heavenly  love  ; 

Then  Let  us  hold  fast  what  is  given, 
And  trust  in  God  for  what's  to  come, 

Sure  we  shall  find  our  way  to  heaven, 
So  farewell,  brethren,  we're  going  home. 

3  But  as  we  go,  let  us  praise  our  Jesus, 
And  pray  for  those  who  spurn  his  grace, 

Lest  they  should  lose  love's  richest  treasure, 
And  ne'er  enjoy  God's  smiling  face. 


140  HYMN  9. 

Now  here's  my  hand  and  my  best  wishes 

In  token  of  my  Christian  love. 
In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus, 

So  farewell,  brethren,  we'll  meet  above. 

HYMN  9.  Part  2d— 11. 
The  sai?ifs  sweet  home. 

MID  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  com- 
plaints, 
How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with  saints, 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy,  the  re's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 
Home  !  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Prepare  me,  clear  Savior,  for  glory,  my  home. 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of 

peace, 
And  their  precious  Jesus  whose  love  cannot 

cease  ; 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory,  my  home. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 
Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with 

thee  ; 
Though  now  my  temptations  like  billows  may 

All,  all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee  at 
home. 

4  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  t'  shine, 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine  ; 

But  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from  the  tomb, 
With  erlorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at  home. 


HYMN  10.  141 

HYMN  10.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

The  parting  hand. 

"IV/TY  dearest  friends  in  bonds  of  love, 
If  A  Whose  hearts  in  sweetest  anion  move, 
Your  friendship's  like  a  drawing  band, 
Yet  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 
Your  comp'ny  sweet,  your  union  dear, 
Your  words  delightful  to  my  ear, 
And  when  I  see  that  we  must  part, 
You  draw,  like  cords,  around  my  heart. 

2  How  sweet  the  hours  have  pass'd  away, 
Since  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray  ! 
How  loath  we've  been  to  leave  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  shows  his  smiling  face. 

O  could  I  stay  with  Iriends  so  kind, 
How  would  it  cheer  my  drooping  mind ! 
But  duty  makes  me  understand, 
That  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

3  Then  since  it  is  God's  holy  will, 
We  must  be  parted  for  awhile, 

In  sweet  submission  all  as  one, 
We'll  say,  "  Oar  Father's  will  be  done." 
How  oft  I've  seen  your  flowing  tears, 
And  heard  you  tell  your  hopes  and  fears, 
Your  hearts  with  love  have  seem'd  to  flame, 
Which  makes  me  hope  we'll  meet  again. 

4  I  hope  you'll  all  remember  me, 
If  you  no  more  on  earth  I  see  ; 


142  HYMN  11 

An  int'rest  in  your  prayers  1  crave 
That  we  ma}'  meet  beyond  the  srave 
O  glorious  day,  0  blessed  hope  ! 
My  heart  leaps  forward  at  the  thought, 
When  in  that  ha]  i  1 , 

We'll  no  more  take  the  parting  hand. 

HYMN  11.  Part  2d— S  &  7. 

idly  union. 

COME,  citizens  and  friends,  so  dear. 
Who  can  assist  to  sing,  draw  near  ; 
And  you  thatrcannot,  lend  an  car, 
And  let  us  banish  hate  an  ! 
And  live  in  friendly  union. 

2  Why  should  the  Turk  the  Jew  contemn, 
The  Jew  thi  preheml, 

And  Christians  ev'ry  sect  com; 
But  those  who  think  alike  with  them, 
And  thus  destroy  this  u. 

3  Why  quarrel  thus  about  a  name  ? 
Are  i.'  ■■  wiie  .; 
And  all  are  mo] 

But  those  are  mosl  .!•  sen  ing  : a 
Who  best  promote  this  ■•.. 

4  If  Godl>;   I  lall, 
Our  mother  be  this  earthly  hall. 

Should  not  the  Christians,  great  and  small, 
Each  one  the  other,  brother 
And  live  in  friendly  union  ? 

5  INo  parents  can  delight  to  see 
Their  children  plunged  in  misf  ry. 


HYMN  12.  143 

But  rather  they  should  happy  be, 
And  live  in  love  and  harmony, 
And  thus  cement  this  union. 

6  The  Christian's  path,  if  we  attend, 
Will  guide  us  safely  to  the  end, 
Then  ev'ry  soul  let  us  befriend, 
And  charity  to  all  extend, 

And  thus  complete  this  union. 

7  Soon  may  this  be  our  h.appy  case, 
Hatred  and  discord  then  will  cease, 
And  love  and  everlasting  peace 
Reign  unconrined  in  ev'ry  place, 

And  form  an  endless  union. 

HYMN  12.  Part  2d— 7  &  6. 

The  way  to  heaven. 

^ALL'D  to  a  sense  of  duty, 
^  I  would  obey  the  call ; 
And  for  the  sake  of  Jesus, 

1  freely  give  up  all ; 
My  former  vain  enjoyments, 

Of  pleasure,  pride,  and  gain, 
That  I  in  Jesus'  kingdom 

A  mansion  may  obtain. 
2  How  often  have  I  st  rmrgled 

To  hold  some  foolish  sin  ; 
Yet,  to  the  heavenly  kingdom 

1  meant  to  enter  in  ; 
But  now  I  am  persuaded 

That  nothing  else  will  do, 
But  Jesus  for  my  portion, 

And  holy  joys  pursue. 


H4  HYMN  I*. 

3  Let  all  the  world's  gay  beaut}  . 
And  Satan's  flatt'riner  bait, 

With  all  their  pride  and  grandeur, 

Around  my  soul  await ; 
The  far  superior  beauty 

Through  faith  I  see  ahead  5 
And  I  am  bent  upon  it, 

This  holy  way  to  tread. 

4  Come,  who  will  travel  with  me 
The  way  that  leads  to  heaven  ? 

And  follow  none  but  Jesus 

The  way  which  he  hath  given  ; 

And  take  his  word  for  counsel, 
His  spirit  for  a  guide  ; 

And  make  a  full  surrender 
Of  ev'ry  thing  beside  ? 

5  Come  on,  my  precious  brethren, 
And  travel  on  with  me  ; 

We'll  seek  for  heavenly  treasure. 

Until  we  find  t lie  sea 
Of  sweet,  unbounded  riches, 

Of  life,  andiove,  and  peace  ; 
"Where  beauty  never  withers, 

And  glory  ne'er  shall  cease. 

0  What  though  the  world  reproach  us, 

And  say  we're  mean  and  poor ; 
No  matter  what  we  suffer, 

If  we  can  reach  the  shore  ; 
*Tvnl!  make  the  'dory  sweeter, 

And  raise  our  praises  higher ; 
And  we  shall  be  completer, 

When  purified  bv  fire. 


HYMN  13.  145 

HYMN  13.  2d  Part— 7. 

JSaid  to  have  been  composed  by  three  Indians, 
who  were  graduates  at  Dartmouth  College,  at 
a  favorite  boicer,  on  parting. 

YI7HEN  shall  we  three  meet  again  ? 
*  *     When  shall  we  three  meet  again! 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  aspire, 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  retire, 
Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign, 
Ere  we  three  shall  meet  again. 

2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parch'd  beneath  a  hostile  sky  ; 
Though  the  deep  between  us  rolls, 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls  *, 
And  in  fancy's  wide  domain, 

Oft  shall  we  three  meet  again. 

3  When  our  bumish'd  locks  are  gray, 
Thinn'd  by  many  a  toil-spent  day ; 
When  around  this  youthful  pine, 
Moss  shall  creep,  and  ivy  twine  ; 
Long  may  this  loved  bower  remain, 
Here  may  we  three  meet  again. 

4  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead, 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade. 
Beauty,  wealth,  and  fame  are  laid  ; 
Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 
There  may  we  three  meet  again. 

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146  HYMN  14,  15. 

HYMN  14.  2d  Part— 7. 
Wet  ting  of  the  three  frit 

PARTED  many  a  toil-spent  year, 
Pledged  in  youth  to  mem'ry  dear ; 
Still,  to  friendship's  magnet  true, 
We  our  social  bonds  renew  ; 
Bound  by  love's  unsever'd  chain, 
Here  on  earth  we  meet  again. 

2  But  our  bower,  sunk  by  decay, 
Wasting  time  has  swept  away; 
And  the  ycvthfiil  ever-green, 
Lopp'd  by  death,  no  more  is  seen  ; 
Bleak  the  winds  sweep  o'er  the  plain, 
Where  in  age  we  meet  again. 

3  Many  a  friend  we  used  to  greet, 
Here  on  c:  we  meet; 
Oft  the  fun'ral  knell  has  rang, 

Many  a  heart  has  sorrow  stung, 
Since  we  parted  on  tins  plain, 
Fearful  ne'er  to  meet  again. 

4  Worn  by  toil,  and  sunk  with 
Soon  we'll  quit  this  vale  of  tears, 
And  these  hoary  locks  be  laid, 
Low  "in  i  -  -:  ade  :" 
But  where  saints  and  angels  reign, 
We  all  hope  to  meet  again. 

HYMN  15.  2d  Part— 8  &  7 
0:\  the  Gospel. 
TDLESSED  Savior,  calTd  thou  me     , 
-*-*  To  preach  thy  precious  gospel  1 


iI\MN  15.  147 

Glorious  beauties  I  du  sec. 

Now  in  the  precious  Gospel ; 
Food  for  the  hungry;  drink  for  the  diy, 
Mansions  for  iis  to  dwell  on  high  ! 
Without  the  Gospel  souls  musfdie  ! 

O !  how  sweet  is  the  Gospel  ! 

2  Well,  loring  Master)  I  will  go 
And  preach  thy  blessed  Gospel ; 

Nothing  but  Jesus  will  I  know 

In  the  glorious  Gospel ; 
Swiftly  around  the  tidings  ring ! 
Sinners,  repent,  believe,  and  sing, 
Glory  to  Christ,  the  living  King. 

O  !  how  sweet  is  tht  Gospel, 

3  Pardon  for  guilty  sinners  dear, 
Bought  by  the  blood  of  Jesus  ! 

Captive  souls,  ghid  tidings  heai  ; 

Christ,  the  Sa^or,  frees  us  ; 
By  faith  in  Jesus  crucified, 
Souls  with  love  are  well  supplied, 
The  Holy  Spirit  is  our  guide  ! 

O  !  how  sweet  is  the  Gospel. 

4  Riches  unto  the  poor  we  find, 
Are  given  by  the  Gospel ; 

Honor  and  pleasure  of  the  mind, 

Are  treasures  of  the  Gospel : 
The  Gospel  exalts  the  Lord  on  high  ! 
The  Gospel  prepares  us  all  to  die, 
Those  who  believe  it  dwell  on  high  ! 

O !  how  sweet  is  thf  Gospel. 


148  HYMN  16. 

5  Health  for  the  sick  is  given  free, 
In  the  glorious  Gospel ; 

Naked  souls  may  clothed  he 

With  the  glorious  Gospel. 
In  the  Gospel,  we  behold 
Mansions  of  love,  more  pure  than  gold  ; 
Glorious  above,  it  docs  unfold, 

O  !  how  sweet  is  the  Gospel. 

6  For  the  soul  is  a  hiding  place 
Found  in  the  blessed  Gospel ; 

And  the  Savior  shows  his  face, 

In  the  glorious  Gospel ; 
Smiling  upon  the  needy  soul, 
The  broken  hearted  will  make  whole  ! 
Saints,  sound  the  news  from  pole  to  pole  ! 

O  !  how  sweet  is  the  Gospel. 

7  Bounty  for  soldiers,  armor  bright, 
Are  given  in  the  Gospel ; 

Those  who  receive  it,  all  must  fight 

Valiantly  /or  the  Gospel. 
Glorious  crowns  we  shall  receive  ! 
For  ever  in  Christ's  kingdom  live  ! 
O  !  dying  sinners,  come,  believe  ! 

O  !  how  sweet  is  the  Gospel. 

HYMN  10.  2d  Part— 11. 

Light  and  Love  by  the  Spirit. 

r\  BLESSED  Lord  Jesus  !  I  know  thou 
^-^         art  mine  ! 

For  thee  ail  the  pleasures  cf  sin  I  resign; 
Of  objects  most  pleasing,  J  love  thee  the  best; 
Without  thee  I'm  wretched,  but  with  thee 
I'm  blc^'d  I 


HYMN  17.  149 

2  Thy  Spirit  first  tausht  me  to  know  I  was 

blind ; 
Then  taught  me  the  way  of  salvation  to  find  : 
For  when  I  was  sinking  in  gloomy  despair, 
Thy    Spirit   relieved   me,    and  bid  me  "not 

fear." 


3  In  vain  I  attempt  to  describe  what  I  feel, 
The  language  of  mortals  for  ever  must  fail ; 
My  Jesus  is  precious,  my  soul's  all  on  flame  ; 
I'm   raised  into   rapture   while    praising    Ids 
name. 


4  I  find  him  in  singing,  I  find  him  in  prayer, 
In  sweet  meditation  he  always  is  near  ; 

My  constant  companion,  O  may  we  not  part, 

0  glory  to  Jesus,  he  dwells  in  my  heart ! 

5  If  ever  I  loved,  I  love  thee,  my  Lord, 

1  love  all  thy  people,  thy  ways,  and  thy  word; 
With  tender  emotions  1  love  sinners  too, 

For  Jesus  has  died  to  save  us  from  wo. 

6  In  Jesus  confirm'd,  I'll  praise  his  dear  name, 
Regardless  of  censure,  of  praise,  or  of  blame  ; 
When  happy  in  Jesus  I  cannot  forbear, 
Tho'  sinners  despise  me,  his  love  to  declare. 

HYMN  17.  2d  Part— 5,  7  &  9. 

CAW  ye  my  Savior?  saw  ye  my  Savior? 
^  Saw  ye  my  Savior,  the  Lord? 


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HYMN  IS.  isi 

Let  them  rtbw  return  to  thee, 
And  be  reconciled  to  me, 
And  salvation  they  ail  shall  receive." 

HYMN  18.  2d  Part— 8  &  7. 
My  souVs  Experience. 

I'LL  sing  a  song  which  doth  belong" 
To  all  the  people  round  me  ; 
I'll  spread  the  fame  of  Jesus'  name, 

And  tell  how  Jesus  found  me. 
'Twas  in  distress  and  wickedness, 
These  words  he  spake  unto  me  : 
"  O  sinner  come,  in  me  there's  room;" 

0  how  these  words  ran  through  me  ! 

2  I  was  like  Paul,  who  was  cali'd  Saul, 
In  bitter  persecution  : 

I  did  disdain  being  1  orn  again, 

1  cali'd  it  a  delusion. 

I  fought  the  saints  without  restraint, 

Too  proud  to  cry  for  mercy  ; 
Conviction  strong  did  come  along; 

0  how  these  things  did  pierce  me  ! 

3  I  did  nof  know  which  way  to  go, 
My  sins  were  like  a  mountain : 

And  fill'd  with  wo,  the  tears  did  now, 

My  head  was  like  a  fountain. 
I  thought  I'd  been  so  long  in  sin, 

1  could  no!  i 

Then  Jesus  c;  ss  his  name  ! 

And  i;:  with  heaven, 


152  HYMN  m 

4  I  raised  my  voice,  and  did  rejoice, 

Sang  glory,  glory,  glory  ; 
Then  I  did  learn  Jesus  was  mine ; 

0  what  a  pleasing  story  ! 

1  love  the  Lord,  I  love  his  word, 

1  love  all  those  around  me  ; 
Then,  brethren  dear,  don't  it  appear, 

That  Jesus  Christ  has  found  me  ? 

HYMN  19,  2d  Part— 7  &  6. 
The  young  convert. 

"VKTHEN  souls  are  first  converted, 
^*  The}r  mount  on  wings  above  ; 
The  v.  orld  thinks  they're  distracted", 

Because  they're  flll'd  with  love. 
They  fly  from  ev'r)r  evil, 

They  trust  in  God  alone  ; 
They  long  to  get  to  heaven, 

Their  most  desired  home. 

2  The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satany 
Beset  them  en  each  hand  ; 

Bestrew  their  path  with  evil, 
To  bar  them  from  that  land. 

But  Jesus  still  invites  them, 
Saying  :   "  Follow,  follow  me  ; 

And  1  will  fight  your  battles, 
And  gain  your  liberty." 

4  "  O  Wiry  are  you  dismayed  V* 

'Tis  thus  the  Savior  cries  ; 
"  While  some  are  getting  ready* 
And  just  a  going  to  rise  ; 


HYMN  20.  15* 

To  rise  above  triumphant 

In  the  bright  world  of  joy, 
Where  all  things  are  rejoicing, 

There's  nothing  to  annoy. 

4  In  hopes  of  that  bright  morning. 
When  all  my  sorrows  end  ; 

When  we  arrive  at  heaven, 

No  more  to  part  with  friends. 
I'll  try  to  live  a  Christian, 

While  here  on  earth  I  stay  ; 
I'll  watch  and  I'll  be  sober, 

I'll  watch  and  try  to  pray. 

5  Then  with  the  shining  millions, 
Immortal  we  shall  rise, 

And  soar  aloft  to  Jesus, 

And  reign  above  the  skies. 
Then  sweet  immortal  anthems 

Our  golden  harps  employ, 
And  solace  in  the  ocean 

Of  everlasting  jo}\ 

HYMN  20.  Part  2d— 3  &  7. 

THIS  world  is  all  a  fleeting  show, 
For  man's  probation  given  ; 
The  smiles  of  joy,  the  tears  of  wo, 
Deceitful  shine,  deceitful  flow ; 
There's  nothing  true  as  heaven. 

2  Poor  wanderers  of  a  stormy  day, 

From  wave  to  wave  we're  .driven 

And  fancy's  flash,  and  reason's  ray, 

Serve  but  to  light  us  on  the  way  ; 

There's  nothing  bright  as  heaven. 


154 

o  And  false  :  pltrme. 

As  fading  h  : 
And  genius'  bud  a:: 
Are  blot 

There's  nothing  rich  u  heaven. 

4  And  wherers  the  hand  held  out  to  e 
The  heart  with  anguish  riven  i 

For  sorrow'.-  Lble's  tear, 

Have  in  •  here  ; 

There's  nothing  I  \  en. 

5  In  vain  do  mortals  sigh  for  bliss, 

lout  their  sins  forgiven  : 
True  pleasure,  everlasting  peace, 
Are  only  found  in  God's  free  grace; 
There's  nothing  good  a 

6  From  those  who  walk  in  wisdom's  way, 
Corroding 

They're  wash'd  in  )lood, 

Enjoy  communion 
And  Mild  th 

HYBff] 

WHENChria  ipuftd, 

In  reformation  all  around, 
The  s 
Most,  fervently  I     I 
And  to  the  si 
To  l  urn  to  • 


155 

2  The  watchmen,  too,  lift  up  their  voice, 
Sinners  begin  to  hear  the  noise, 

And  tremble  at  the  sound; 
They  slop,  and  think,  repent  and  mourn, 
And  u  lsI  return, 

And  find  his  grace  abound. 

:;  Win'  .  :.nd  give  him  thanks 

New  soldiers  fill  the  heavenly  ranks, 

They  all  un 
"  We  are  determined  now  to  stand, 
And  fight  for  Chrisl  vs  ith  sword  in  hand, 

While  on  this  earth  we  stay." 

4  Let  all  the  soldiers  who  enlist, 
Be  valiant  her<  •  Ihrist, 

And  they  will  over< 
For  th^:-!-*s  siieh  power  in  .:<^"c-'  name, 
.  un, 

So  long  as  he  fights  on. 

IIYMX  2:2.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 
The  friend  indeed. 

Ohcre  i !  above  all  others, 
Who  i  name  of  friend  ; 

Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

te  who  do  his  kindness  prove, 
Find  il  love. 

2  Which,  oi 

Could,  or  would,  have  shed  his  hlood  ? 

But  o\ 


156  HYMN  23. 

Reconciled  unto  God  : 

This  is  boundless  love  indeed, 
Jesus  is  a  friend  in  need. 
3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners,  was  his  name  ; 
Now,  above  all  creatures  raised, 
Unto  us  he  is  the  same  ; 

Still  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 
And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 

HYMN  23.  Part  2d— C.  Bf. 
The  Christian  Soldier. 

HARK  !  listen  to  the  trumpeteers, 
They  call  for  volunteers  ; 
On  Z ion's  bright  and  rlow'ry  mount, 

Behold  their  officers  : 
Their  garments  white,  their  armor  bright, 

With  courage  bold  they  stand, 
Enlisting  soldiers  for  their  King, 
To  march  to  Canaan's  land. 

2  It  sets  my  heart  all  in  a  flame, 
A  soldier  for  to  be  ; 

I  will  enlist,  gird  on  my  arms, 

And  fight  for  liberty — 
We  want  no  cowards  in  our  band, 

Who  will  their  colors  fly  ; 
We  call  for  valiant-hearted  men, 

Wrho're  not  afraid  to  die. 

3  To  see  their  armies  on  parade, 
How  martial  they  appear  ; 

All  armed  and  dress'd  in  uniform, 
They  look  like  men  of  war. 


HYMN  24.  157 

They  follow  their  great  General, 

The  great  all-conq'ring  King, 
His  garments  stain'd  in  his  own  blood, 

King  Jesus  is  his  name. 

4  Lift  up  your  hearts,  ye  soldiers  bold, 

Redemption's  drawing  nigh ; 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 

That  shakes  both  earth  and  sky. 
In  fiery  chariots  we  shall  ride, 

And  leave  this  world  on  fire, 
And  all  surround  the  glorious  throne, 

And  join  the  heavenly  choir. 

HYMN  24.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

Invitation  to  Youth. 

"VTOUNG  people  all,  attention  give, 
-*-    While  I  address  you  in  God's  name  ; 
You  who  in  sin  and  folly  Hfe, 

Come  hoar  the  counsel  of  a  friend. 
I've  sought  for  bliss  in  glitt'ring  toys, 

And  ranged  the  'luring  scenes  of  vice  ; 
But  never  knew  substantial  joys, 

Till  I  obey'd  my  Savior's  voice. 

2  He  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiven, 

And  wash'd  my  load  of  guilt  away  ; 
He  gave  me  glery,  peace,  and  heaven, 

And  thus  I  found  the  heavenly  way. 
And  now,  with  trembling  sense,  I  view 

Huge  billows  roll  beneath  your  feet ; 
For  death  and  iudgment  wait  for  you, 

Who  slight  the  foree  of  gospel  truth. 


158 

3  Youth,  like  the  s]  oon  be  gone, 
B}'  fleeting  time,  or  eonq'ring  death  ; 

Your  morning  sun  toon, 

jfpd  leave  you  ever  in  the  dark. 
Your  spark! :  looming  cheeks. 

Must  wither  like  the  blasted  rose  ; 
The'coflm,  earth,  and  winding  sheet, 

WtfLeeenyo  a  close. 

4  Ye  heedless  one^  stroll, 
The  grs  ur  bed, 

Where  darkness  1  vapors  roll 

In  solemn  silence  round  your  head. 

Your  friends  will  pass  the  lonesome  place, 
And  with  a  sigh  more  slow  along, 

Still  gazing  on  the  spirt 

.  which  your  graves  are  overgrown. 

5  In  judgment  soon  your  doom  you'll  p 

-rands 
The  anj 

And  place  them  safe  at  Ul  hand, 

The  burning  Like  will  be  disclosed, 
an  be  bound  and  cast  therein, 
With  all  who  slight  God's  counsel  here, 
And  cleave  to  woi  d  sin. 

6  O!  th  this  is  the  si 
Of  all.  who  do  free  grace  refuse  ; 

And  S(  'twill  be  too  late 

The  way  of  life  in  Christ  to  choose. 

Come,  lay  your  carnal  weapons  by, 
No  longer  fight  against  your  God  ; 

But  with  the  gospel  now  comply, 
And  heaven  shall  be  your  great  reward. 


HYMN  25.  159, 

HYMN  25.  Part  2d— 7  &  6. 
77^'  Jubilee. 

ONE  night  os  I  lay  musing, 
The  Spirit  said  to  me, 
Go,  blow  the  gospel  trumpet, 

Go,  sound  the  Jubilee  ; 
Go,  tell  them  I  am  risen, 

And  death  you  need  not  fear ; 
Go,  sound  the  welcome  summons, 
Be  my  sweet  messenger. 

2  The  harvest  fields  are  rip'ning, 
And  laborers  are  few, 

And  Zion  she  doth  languish, 
And  shepherds,  where  are  you ; 

His  blood  will  cry  against  you. 
If  idle  you  should  be  ; 

You  soo  the  sword  is  coming, 
Go,  sound  the  3\v 

3  Come  all  my  Father's  children, 
Whom  Christ  has  taught  the  way  ; 

Why  stand  ye  here  so  idle, 

And  wasting  all  the  day  ? 
Remember  some  are  teaching, 

While  others  preach  aftd  pray  ; 
Go,  labor  in  the  vineyard, 

From  Jesus  never  stray. 

4  Come,  brethren  dear,  and  sisters, 
Although  a  little  band, 

The  vict'ry  I'll  assure  you, 

KStand  fast  with  sword  in  hand; 


160  HYMN  25. 

Then  wield  your  sword  with  pleasure, 

The  battle  goes  aright ; 
When  Israel  gain'd  the  victory. 

He  fought  with  faith  and  might 


5  Come,  all  ye  sons  of  vanity, 

Who  lie  exposed  to  death, 
Who've  listed  under  Pharaoh, 

That  wicked  king  beneath  ; 
Although  you  serve  with  vigor, 

He  cannot  set  you  free, 
Then  hearken  to  the  gospel, 

That  sounds  the  Jubilee. 


G  How  beautiful  the  garments, 

The  bride  of  Christ  doth  wear  ; 
He  offers  her  rich  presents, 

And  crowns  her  as  his  heir  : 
He  decks  her  with  rich  jewels, 

And  crowns  her  with  his  love  ; 
And  by  his  mighty  power, 

Will  carry  her  above. 


7  I'll  bid  farewell  to  sorrow, 

To  sickness  care  and  pain, 
And  mount  aloft  to  Jesus, 

For  ever  there  to  reign. 
I'll  join  to  sing  his  praises, 

Above  th'  ethereal  blue, 
And  then,  poor  careless  sinner, 

What  will  become  of  you  ? 


HYMN  26.  101 

HYMN  26,  Part  2d— 7  6c  6. 
The  convert's  so/tg. 

^HE  glorious  light  of  Zion 
-*-   Is  spreading  far  and  wide, 
And  sinners  they  arc  coming 

Into  the  gospel  tide  ; 
The  standard  of  King  Jesus 

In  glorious  triumph  raise, 
And  sinners  they  are  coming 

With  joy  and  sweet  surprise. 

2  The  sufferings  of  our  Savior 
Upon  mount  Calvary, 

Arc  sounding  sweet  to  sinners, 

Come,  this  will  set  you  free  ; 
And  while  this  glorious  message 

Is  circulating  round, 
Some  souls  exposed  to  ruin 

Redeeming  grace  have  found. 

3  And  of  this  happy  number 
I  hope  that  I  am  one, 

And  Jesus  he  will  finish 

The  work  he  has  begun  ! 
He'll  cut  it  short  in  righteousness, 

And  I  for  ever  be 
A  monument  of  mercy 

To  all  eternity. 

4  I  am  but  a  young  convert, 
Who  lately  did  enlist, 

A  soldier  unto  Jesus, 

Our  Captain,  King,  and  Pne:?r : 
J  have  received  mv  bounty", 
!  I 


1C€  HYMN  Vt. 

Likewise  my  martial  dress, 
A  ring  oi  love  and  favor, 
A  robe  of  righteousness. 

5  'TIS  down  onto  the  water 
That  we  young  converts  go. 

To  serve  our  Lord  and  Master 

In  righteous  acts  below  ; 
We  lay  our  sinful  bodies 

Beneath  the  yielding  wave, 
In  likeness  of  our  Savior, 

As  he  lay  in  his  grave. 

6  Come  all  my  elder  brethren, 
Who're  soldiers  of  the  cross, 

Who,  6  •;-  the  aate   of  . 

Have  counted  all  things  dross; 
Come  pray  for  us  young  converts, 

\\  e  may  t  ravel  on, 
And  meet  you  all  in  glory, 

Where  our  Redeemer's  gone. 

HYMN  27.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 

BRETHREN,  we  have  met  fo  worship, 
And  adore  the  Lord  our  God, 
Will  you  pray  in  faith  ^  ith  fervor, 

While  we  strive  to  preach  the  word  ? 
All  is  vain,  unless  the  Spirit 

Of  the  Holy  One  comes  down  ; 
Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 
Will  be  shower d  all  around. 

2  Brethren,  don't  you  see  poor  sinner* 
Slwnb'rmg  on  the  brink  of  w© ; 


HYMN  28.  163 

Death  is  coming,  hell  is  moving", 

Can  you  bear  to  see  them  go  ? 
There  are  fathers,  there  are  mothers, 

And  their  children  sinking  down,  &c. 

3  Brethren,  there's  the  poor  backslider, 
Who  was  once  near  heaven's  door ; 

But,  alas  !  he's  sold  his  Savior, 
And  is  worse  than  e'er  before  ; 

But  the  Savior  proffers  pardon, 
If  he  will  repent  and  turn,  &c. 

4  Sisters,  will  you  join  and  help  us  ? 
(Moses'  sister  helped  him  ;) 

Will  you  seek  the  trembling  mourner, 
Who  is  lab'ring  hard  with  sin? 

Tell  them  all  about  the  Savior, 
Tell  them  that  he  will  be  found  : 
Sisters,  &c. 

5  Let  us  love  our  Lord  supremely  ; 
Let  us  love  each  other  too  ; 

Let  us  strengthen  one  another, 

Till  our  Lord  makes  all  things  new, 

And  when  we  get  home  to  heaven, 
At  his  table  we'll  sit  down  ; 

Christ  will  gird  himself,  and  serve  us 
With  sweet  manna  all  around. 

HYMN  28.  Part  2d— 7  &  8. 

pOME,  all  ye  sons  of  Zion, 
^  WTho  are  waiting  for  salvation, 
Have  your  lamps  triinm'd  and  burning, 
For  behold  the  proclamation — 


164  HYMN  2& 

Saying:  "  All  things  now  are  ready 
For  the  poor  and  lor  the  needy  ; 
All  my  ladings  now  are  killed, 
And  prepared  on  the  table. " 


2  Arise,  and  get  ready, 
Hasten  to  the  marriage  supper, 
While  the  Bridegroom  is  calling, 
And  while  poor  sinners  are  falling. 
See  the  Lord  of  life  descending 
And  the  judgment  trumpet  sounding, 
For  to  gather  all  the  nations 
To  the  final  Judgment  Day. 


3  O  !  what  a  happy  meeting. 
When  salvation  is  completed, 
And  all  tribulation  ended, 
And  the  spotless  robe  prepared 
For  the  bride  to  be  adorned, 
In  the  jasper  wall  be  crowned. 
Saying,  "  Worthy  is  the  Lamb" 
In  the  New  Jerusalem. 


5  O  !  sinners,  don't  be  doubting, 
While  the  sons  of  God  are  shouting  : 
Come  and  join  the  happy  army, 
And  there's  nothing  that  will  harm  you. 
If  you  follow  Christ  the  Savior, 
And  break  off  your  bad  behavior, 
And  repent  and  be  converted, 
You  may  sing  his  praises  too. 


HYMN  20.  165 

HYMN  29.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

New-born  Christian 

WHAT  strange  desire  is  this  I  feel, 
That  lifts  my  soul  above  ? 
Such  heavenly  joy  and  holy  zeal, 

And  such  inflaming  love  ! 
Sure  nature  wears  a  lovelier  face — 
It  never  look'd  so  sweet ; 

1  see  a  new  and  nameless  grace 

In  every  thing  I  meet ! 

2  The  landscape  smiles  as  Eden  fair, 
How  sweet  the  tuneful  grove  ! 

Ten  thousand  charms  in  earth  and  air, 

And  ev'ry  charm  is  Icrve. 
What  throbs  of  tender  sympathy 

My  bosom  does  distend  ! 
In  ev'iy  human  face  I  see 

A  brother  and  a  friend. 

3  Bat  O  !  through  all  this  smiling  scene,  * 
Of  friends,  and  fields,  and  flowers, 

I  trace,  methinks,  a  heav'nly  mind; 

A  more  than  mortal  powers. 
O'er  all  I  gaze,  and  with  delight, 

But  still  my  longing  eye 

iward  to  a  nobler  sight 

Beyond  this  lower  sky — 

4  O  blessed  Savior  !  blessed  Lord  ! 
What  language  can  express 

How  much  I  prize  thy  precious  blood, 

And  perfect  righteousness  ? 
This  is  the  sweetest  charrn  I  feel, 


108  HYMN  30. 

Which  carries  me  above  ; 
That  fills  with  joy  and  fires  with  zeal, 
And  sweetens  all  with  love. 

HYMN  30.  Part  2d— 5  &  0. 
The  happy  Saints. 

/~\  TELL  me  no  more 
"  Of  this  world's  vain  store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles 
With  me  now  is  o'er. 

2  A  city  I've  found, 

Who ro  true  joys  abound  ; 
To  dwell  I'm  determined 
On  this  happy  ground. 

3  My  soul,  don't  delay. 
He  <  y. 

Rise,  follow  thy  Savior, 
And  bless  the  glad  day. 

4  No  mortal  doth  know 
What  Christ  can  bestow ; 

What  tight,  strength,  and  comfort 
Go  after  him,  go. 

5  Lo,  onward  I  move 
To  a  city  a 

None  knowing  how  wondrous 
My  journey  will  prove. 

6  Great  spoils  I  shall  win 
From  death,  hell,  and  sin, 

*Mid  outward  afflictions 
Shall  feel  Christ  within. 


HYMN  31.  U7 

7  And  when  I'm  to  die, 
Receive  me,  Pll  cry, 

For  Jesus  doth  love  me, 
I  cannot  tell  why. 

8  But  this  I  do  find. 
We  two  are  so  join'd, 

ILe'lL  not  live  in  glory 
And  leave  me  behind, 

HYMN  31.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 

O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
Look,  my  soul,  with  wonder  gaze, 
All  the  promises  do  travail, 
With  a  glorious  da}'  of  graces 

Blessed  Jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  negro, 
Let  the  rude  barbarian  see 

That  divine  and  glorious  conquest, 
Once  obtain'd  on  Calvary  : 

Let  the  gospel 
Fill  the  world  with  joy  and  praise. 

3  May  the  glorious  day,  approaching 
From  Egyptian  darkness,  dawn, 

And  the  everlasting  gospel 

Spread  abroad  thy  Holy  name. 

All  the  borders 
Of  the  great  Emmanuel's  land. 

4  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  Savior, 
Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  ; 

.May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominion 


165  HYMN  3'2. 

Multiply,  and  still  increase; 

pway  thy  sceptre, 
Savior,  all  the  world  around. 

HYMN  32,  Part  2d— C.  M. 

Prayer. 

PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire? 
Utter'd  or  unexpress'd ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 
The  falling  of  a  tear  : 

The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 
That  infant  lips*^(&n  try  ; 

Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 
The  Christian's  native  air, 

The  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
Ke  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 
The  turning 

While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  u  Behold  !  he  prays  !" 

C  In  prayer,  on  earth  the  saints  are  one; 

They're  one  in  word  and  mind, 
When,  with  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 


HYMN  33,  34,  169 

7  O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

HYMN  33.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  Throne  of  Grace. 

THERE  is  in  heaven  a  mercy-seat, 
The  guilty  sinner's  safe  retreat, 
And  poor  backsliders  vile  and  base, 
Find  shelter  at  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

2  Here  pard'ning  mercy,  rich  and  free, 
Bestow'd  on  wretched  men  like  me  ! 
Through  all  its  streams  we  sweetly  trace, 
When  prostrate  at  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

3  Here  saints  their  heavenly  Father  meet, 
And  bow  and  worship  at  his  feet, 

And  view  his  reconciled  face 

Forth  beaming  from  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

4  Here  wrestling  souls  find  peace  and  rest, 
Reclining  oa  their  Savior's  breast, 

Gain  strength  to  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  victory  at  the  throne  of  Grace. 

5  Before  the  Lord,  my  soul,  appear 
And  live  in  constant,  humble  pray*-  r  ; 
And  safe  in  thy  prepared  place 

We'll  praise  him  for  a  Throne  of  Gra^e. 

HYMN   3-1,  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 

i~1LORY  to  God  that  I  have  found 
"  The  pearl  of  my  salvation  ! 


m  HYMN  35. 

We're  marching  through  Emmanuel's  ground 

Up  to  our  heavenly  station, 
And  I'm  resolved  to  follow  on, 

And  never  to  forsake  him  " 
But  always  keep  the  narrow  way, 

Till  I  do  overtake  him. 

2  "Fear  not,"  said  he.  "ye  little  flock, 
Ye're  of  immortal 

For  ye  are  built  upon  the  Rock', 
And  the  kingdom  lies  before  you. 

Fight  on,  fight  on,  ye  heirs  of  bliss, 
And  tell  the  pleasing  story, 

I'm  with  my  little  flock  always, 
And  I'll  bring  them  home  to  glory." 

HYMN  35.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  icord  of  God  the  only  ride  for  Christians. 

THY  word,  O  Lord,  directs  the  saints, 
The  path  that  leads  to  h< 

Revives  the  soul  that  almost  f; 
their  sins  for; 

And  sheds  the  beams  oi  heavenly  light,    ' 
Creates  the  rising 

3  There  shines  the  richest  grace  display 'd, 
Descending  through  thy  Son  ; 

It  is  a  firm  foundation-,  laid, 
To  build  our  faith  upon. 


HYMN  36.  171 

4  It  is  the  standard  which  we  bear, 
The  fide  we  would  obey  ; 

We  find  the  truth  of  Jesus  there ; 
"  The  new  and  living  way." 

5  'Tis  there  we  find  the  Christian  name  ; 
We  there  unite  in  love  ; 

The  Lord  our  Kin*  we  all  proclaim, 
Who  rules  the  worlds  above. 

6  With  thanks  my  soul,  this  plan  embrace, 
Where  rising  glories  dwell  ; 

And  as  ye  run  the  heavenly  race, 
His  praises  ever  swell. 

HYMN  3G.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  loveliness  of  brethren,  dwelling  in  unity. 

\/!7"HEN  Christians  all  in  friendship  meet, 

**     And  in  their  Lord  agre^  ; 
They  fed  the  love  of  Jesus  sweet, 
In  ban 

party  zeal, 
And  all  d**isibi  5  erase  ;  - 
The  law  of  .Id  fulfil, 

And  ever  dwell  i;i 

3  Like  lambs  or  do*  aceful  rest, 
Aikd  no  c 

And  all  of  Josus'  mind  possess, 
His  lovely  image  bear. 

4  O  could  we  see  them  joined  in  one 
I  low  would  our  rapture  rise  ; 

We  would  proclaim,  the  work  is  done, 
And  dry  our  weeping  eyes. 


172  HYMN  37. 

5  O  Lord,  send  down  thy  heavenly  love  ; 

Give  every  soul  the  flame  ; 
And  all  professions  quickly  move 

To  union  in  thy  name. 

HYMN  37.  Part  2d— L,  M. 
An  exhortation  to  proclaim  Christian  union. 

YE  saints  of  God,  of  every  name 
Unite  your  songs,  the  Lord  proclaim — 
Extol  him  high — take  him  for  King, 
And  make  the  trump  of  union  ring. 

2  Let  human  rules  be  all  forgot, 

And  take  the  word  which  changes  not; 
Submit  to  God — salvation  sin-, 
And  let  the  trump  of  union  ring. 

3  Lay  down  vour  strife  and  partv  zeal, 
The  law  of  love  let  all  fulfil ; 

To  Jesus  now  your  honors  bring, 
And  let  the  trump  of  union  ring. 

4  Forsake  your  pride — the  Lord  adore, 
And  boast  your  party  name  no  more  ; 
Let  humble  love  and  peace  abound, 
And  make  the  trump  oi  union  sound. 

5  God's  church  is  free,  his  church  is  one, 
Give  up  your  strife,  the  work's  begun, 
Aloud  proclaim,  the  truth  is  found, 

And  let  the  trump  of  union  sound, 
o  We  call  thee,  Lord,  thou  art  the  way, 
Thou  art  our  light,  our  brilliant  day; 
We  feel  the  life,  with  joy  profound 
We  v  ill  the  trump  of  union  sound, 


HYMN  38,  39.  173 

HYMN  38.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

Light  shining  out  of  darkness. 

f^  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
^*~  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  th'  unfathomable  mines 
Of  never-failing  skill, 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  righteous  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 

Are  fill'd  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 

Behind  a  frowning  Providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour ; 

The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 

God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN  39.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  Mup,  ethereal  skyr 


174  HYMN  40. 

And  spangled  heavens,  (a  shining  frame  !) 

Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

TV  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day 

Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 

And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And,  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 
While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball  ; 
What  though  no  real  voic3  nor  sound 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found; 

In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  sinking,  as  they  shine, 
"The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine. * 

HYMN    10.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The    exctilency    and   sufficiency    of   the    Holy 
Script 

"LEATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
-*-     What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 

For  these  celestial  lines. 
2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find ; 


HYMN  41.  175 

Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows 
And  yields  a  free  repast  ; 

Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 

And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight ; 

And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  for  ever  near ; 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Savior  there. 

HYMN  41.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
As  thy  days,  so  shall  thy  strength  be. 

A  FFL1CTED  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
-**-  Thy  Savior's  gracious  promise  hear  ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond  and  say, 
"  How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  ?" 
He  has  engaged  by  firm  decree, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 


17*  CN  12. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  arc  strong  ; 
And  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 

The  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee  : 
For  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name  ; 
In  fier}'  trials  thou  shalt  see, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

5  "When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
Or  sore  afflictions,  pain,  or  loss, 

Or  deep  distress,  or  poverty, — 

Still,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

f»  "When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 

Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue  ; 

He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free. 

And  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

HYMN  42.  Part  2d— 3  &  7. 
The  Bible. 

PRECIOUS  Bible  !  what  a  treasure 
Does  the  word  of  God  afford  ! 
All  I  want  for  life  or  pleasure, 

Food  and  med'eine,  shield  and  sword  : 
Let  the  world  account  me  poor, 
Having  this,  I  need  no  more. 
2  Food,  to  which  the  world's  a  stranger, 

Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys  ; 
Of  excess  there  is  no  danger, 
Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys. 
On  a  dying  Christ  I  feed, 
He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed  ' 


HYMN  43.  177 

3  When  my  soal  is  faint  and  sickly, 
Or  when  Satan  wounds  my  mind, 

Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly, 

Healing  med'cines  here  I  find. 
To  the  promises  I  flee, 
Each  affords  a  remedy. 

4  In  the  hour  of  dark  temptation, 
Satan  cannot  make  me  yield ; 

For  the  word  of  consolation 

Is  to  me  a  mighty  shield 
While  the  scripture  truth  is  sure, 
From  his  malice  I'm  secure. 

5  Vain  his  threats  to  overcome  me, 
When  I  take  the  Spirit's  sword ; 

Then  with  ease  I  drive  him  from  me, 

Satan  trembles  at  the  word. 
'Tis  a  sword  for  conquest  made, 
Keen  the  edge,  and  sharp  the  blade. 

G  Shall  I  envy  then  the  miser, 

Doating  on  his  golden  store  ? 
Sure,  I  am  (or  should  be)  wiser, 

I  am  rich,  'tis  he  is  poor. 
Jesus  gives  me,  in  his  word, 
Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword. 

HYMN  43.  Part  2d— lis. 
Precious  promises. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 
Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ; 
12 


178  HYMN  43. 

What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 

You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  In  ev'ry  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth, 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength 

ever  be. 

3  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  notdismay'd, 
I  now  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid, 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee 

to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee 

to  go, 
The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  overflow; 
For  I  will  be  witn  thee  thy  troubles  to  blese, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine, 

6  Even  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
Impartial,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shalhheir  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

7  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  doth  lean  for  repcaw, 
I  "will  cot,  I  "will  not  desert  to  hie  foe*7 


HYMN  44.  179 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endearOT  to 

shake, 
111  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake. 

HYMN  41.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
God's  word  most  excellent. 

T3EHOLD  the  morning  sun 
*-*  Begins  his  glorious  way  ! 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
it  spreads  diviner  light ; 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just ; 

For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

O  may  1  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 

Send  thy  good  spirit  from  above, 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  Wiiile  with  my  heart  and  tongua 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 


180  HYMN  45,46. 

Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Savior,  and  my  God. 

HYMX  15.  Part  2d— CM. 
7'Ae  goodness  of  God. 

QjWEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
^  My  God.  my  heavenly  Kins ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 
His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 

Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  ev'ry  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 
On  thee  for  daily  food  ; 

Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouth  with  good. 

4  Ho  v.-  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 
How  slow  thine  answer  moves  ! 

But  soon  he  sends  his  pard'ning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 
Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim  ; 

But  saints  that  tasre  thy  richer  grace, 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

HYMN  46.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  lovmg-khidncss  of  the  Lord. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  m  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praist ; 


HYMN  47.  131 

Tie  justly  claims  a  song  from  mo, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  free  ! 

2  Though  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  m}r  soul  along, 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong  ! 

3  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  eloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  good  ! 

4  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

5  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  shall  fail  ; 
O  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

6  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day; 
And  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  47.  Part  2d— 11  &  5. 

11  The  Lord  is  goody 

f^  GOD  is  Jehovah  in  bestowing  sunshine, 
^-*  Nor  less  his  goodness  in  the  stonn  and 

thunder ; 
Mercies    and  judgments   boili   proceed   from 

kind: 

Infinite  kindness. 


182  HYMN  48. 

2  Infinite  goodness  teaches  us  submission, 
Bids  us  be  quiet  under  all  his  dealing ; 
Never  repining,  but  for  ever  praising, 

God  our  Creator. 

3  Well  may  we  praise  him,  all  his  ways  are 

perfect, 
Though  a  re*  ,"::-ndence  infinitely  glowing, 
Dazzles  in  glory  on  the  sigfct  of  n  mortals, 
Strv-  .  i>*re. 

4  Death  will  invade  tls  by  th  inted, 
And  wi    ...                   .v  to  the  king  of  terrors; 
IS  or  am  1  anxious  if  I  am  prepared, 

What  shape  he  comes  in. 

5  Then  to  the  wisdom  of  my  Lord  and  Master, 
I  will  commit  all  that  I  have  or  wish  for : 
Sweetly  as  babes  sleep,  will  I  give  my  life  up, 

When  call'd  to  yield  it. 

6  Then,  detfti,  I'll  dare  thee   clad  in  all  thy 

horrors, 
Christ  my  Redeemer  will  be  thy  destruction ; 
I  shall  be  raised  froBa  thy  gloomy  mansion, 
MBg  for  ever. 

7  O  then  exult  that  God  for  ever  reigneth ; 
Clouds  which  surround  him  hinder  our  per- 
ception, 

Bind  us  the  stronger  to  exalt  his  name,  and 
Shout  louder  praises. 

HYMN  IS.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Resignation. 

SINCE  all  the  downward  tracks  of  {.uuc* 
God's  watchful  &y 


HYMN  40.  m 

O  who  so  wise  to  chooso  our  lot, 
And  regulate  our  wa)^. 

2  Assured  of  his  wondrous  lore, 
Un  measurably  kind, 

To  his  unerring  gracious  will 
Be  ev'ry  wish  resign'd. 

3  Good,  when  he  gives,  supremely  good* 
Nor  less  when  he  denies  ; 

E'en  crosses,  from  his  friendly  hand, 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

4  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine, 
My  God,  inscribe  my  name  : 

There  let  it  fill  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

5  Thy  saints,  while  ages  roll  away, 
In  endless  fame  survive  ; 

Their  glories  o'er  the  ivreeka  of  time 
Greatly  triumphant  live. 

HYMN  49.  Tart  2d— lis. 
The  birth  of  the  Savior. 

AS  shepherds  in  Jewry  were  guarding  their 
sheep, 
Promiscuously  seated,  estranged  from  sleep, 
An  angel  from  heaven  presented  to  sighf, 
And  thus  he  accosted  the  watchers  by  night: 
Dismiss  all  your  sorrows  and  banish  your  fears, 
For  Jesus  your  Savior  in  Jewry  appears. 
2  Though  A  dam  the  first  in  rebellion  was  fouad } 
Forbidden  to  tarry  on  hallowed  ground; 


IS4  HYMS 

Yet  Adam  the  second  appears  to  retrieve 
The  loss  you  sustain'd  by  the  Devil  and  Eve. 
Then  shepherds,  be  tranquil ;  this  instant  arise, 
Go  visit  your  Savior  and  see  where  he  lies. 

3  A  token  I  leave  you,  whereby  you  may  find, 
This  heavenly  stranger,  this  friend  to  mankind ; 
A  manger's  his  cradle,  a  stall  his  abode, 
Thus  meekly  appears  your  Savior  and  Lord. 
Then,  shepherds,  be  humble,  be  meek,  and  lie 

low, 
For  Jesus,  your  Savior's  abundantly  so. 

4  This  wonderful  story  no  sooner  they  hear, 
Than  thousands  of  angels  in  glory  appear ; 
They  join  in  the  concert,  and  this  was  the  theme, 
All  glory  to  God,  and  good-will  towards  men, 
Then,  shepherds,  strike  in,  join  your  voice  to 

the  choir, 
And  catch  a  few  sparks  of  celestial  fire. 

5  Hosanna  !  the  angels  in  ecstaey  cry, 
Hosanna  !  the  wondering  shepherds  reply ; 
Salvation,  redemption,  are  centred  in  one, 
All  glory  to  God  for  the  birth  of  his  Son. 
Then,  shepherds,  adieu,  we  commend  you  to 

God, 
Go  visit  the  Son  in  his  humble  abode. 

6  To  Bethlehem's  city  the  shepherds  repair  d, 
For  full  confirmation  of  what  they  had  heard  ; 
They  enter'd  the  stable  with  aspect  so  mild. 
And  there  they  beheld  both  the  mother  and  child. 
Then  make  proclamation,  divulge  it  abroad. 
That  both  Jews  and  Gentiles  may  hear  of  the 

Lord. 


HYMN  50.  185 

HYMN  50.  Part  2d— P.  M. 
T^ROM  the  regions  of  love, 
•*•     Lo  !  an  angel  descended, 
And  told  the  strange  news, 

How  the  babe  was  attended : 
Go,  shepherds,  and  visit 

This  wonderful  stranger, 
With  wonder  and  joy, 

See  your  Christ  in  the  manger. 
Chorus. — Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 

Through  whom  we  have  pardon, 
"YVV11  praise  him  again, 

When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Glad  tidings  I  bring 

To  )rou  and  each  nation ; 
Glad  tidings  of  joy, 

Now  behold  your  salvation ; 
The  heavenly  host 

Unite  their  glad  voices, 
And  shout  the  Redeemer 

While  heaven  rejoices. 

3  Now  glory  to  God 

In  the  highest  is  given ; 
Now  glory  to  God 

Is  re-echo'd  through  heaven. 
Around  the  whole  earth 

Let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 
And  sing  of  his  love, 

His  salvation  and  glory. 

4  Enraptured  I  rise 
With  delight  and  desire, 

Such  love,  so  divine* 


186  HYMW  H. 

Sets  my  soul  all  on  fire  ; 
Around  the  bright  throne 

Hosamias  are  ringing ; 
O  when  shall  I  join  them, 

And  ever  be  singing ! 
5  Triumphal 

•     In  thy  c  low, 

And  conquer  with  iove; 

O  Je.sus  all-glorious ! 
Thy  bsmno*  unfurl, 

Let  the  nations  surrender, 
And  own  thee  their  Savior, 

Their  King,  and  Defender. 

HYMX  51.  L.  M. 

Communion. 
*\T7"E  praise  the  Lord  for  heavenly  bread, 
*  *     V*  ith  which  his  favor'd  sons  are  fed  ; 
We  praise  thee  for  that  heavenly  feast, 
Which  Jesus  with  delight  could  taste. 

2  So  let  us  live,  sustainM  by  grace, 
Regaled  with  fruits  of  righteousness  ; 
Enter  our  hearts,  ail-gracious  Lord, 
And  sup  wil  k  thy  board. 

3  Devotion,  faith,  and  zealons  love, 
And  hope  th  "ove, 
Be  these  our  dainties,  till  we  rise, 
And  taste  the  joys  of  paradise. 

HYMN  51.-7  &  6. 
Missionary  hymn. 

FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains 
Froan  India's  soral  strand, 


HYMN  fil.  187 

Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 
Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 

Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 
By  wisdom  from  on  high, 

Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  dt;uy? 
Salvation  !   O  salvation  ! 

Tin    un -fill  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learn'd  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 
And  you,  ye  waMvs,  roll, 

Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole  : 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature 

The  Larnb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  and  Savior, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


188  HYMN  52,  53. 

HYMN  52.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night, 
Lay  all  the  eastern  world, 

When  bursting,  glorious,  heav'nly  light, 
The  wondrous  scene  unfurrd. 

3  Hark  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 
And  glory  leads  the  song  ; 

Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heav'nly  throng. 

4  O  for  a  glance  of  hcav'nly  love, 
Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise  ; 

Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 
And  mingle  with  their  lays  ! 

5  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 
Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 

Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
Jesus  was  born  to  die. 

6  Hail,  Prince  of  Life,  for  ever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 

Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail,     J 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

HYMN  53.  Part  2d— 3s. 
IVkat  think  ye  of  Christ? 

WHAT  think  ye  of  Christ  ?  is  tke  test 
To   try   both  your    state    and    your 
scheme, 


HYMN  53.  169 

You  cannot  be  right  in  the  rest, 
Unless  you  think  rightly  of  him, 

As  Jesus  appears  in  your  view, 
As  he  is  beloved  or  not, 

So  God  is  disposed  to  you, 

And  mercy  or  wrath  is  your  lot. 

2  Some  take  him  a  creature  to  be, 
A  man,  or  an  angel  at  most  ; 

Sure  these  have  not  feelings  like  me, 

Nor  know  themselves  wretched  and  lost : 

So  guilty,  so  helpless  am  I, 

I  could  not  confide  in  his  word, 

Nor  on  his  protection  rely, 

Unless  I  could  call  him  my  Lord. 

3  Some  style  him  the  pearl  of  great  price. 
And  say  he's  the  fountain  of  joys ; 

Yet  feed  upon  folly  and  vice, 

And  cleave  to  the  world  and  its  toys  ; 

Like  Judas,  the  Savior  they  kiss, 
And  while  they  salute  him,  betray  : 

Ah  !  what  will  profession  like  this, 
Avail  in  that  terrible  day  ? 

4  If  ask'd  what  of  Jesus  I  think, 

Tho'  still  my  best  thoughts  are  but  poor, 
I  say  he's  my  meat  and  my  drink, 

My  life,  and  my  strength,  and  my  store ; 
My  shepherd,  my  husband,  my  friend, 

My  Savior  from  sin  and  from  thrall ; 
My  hope  from  beginning  to  end, 

My  portion,  my  Lord,  and  my  all. 


190  HVKfN  54. 

HYMN  54.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  coronation  of  Christ. 

A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name, 
■**•   Let  angels  prostrate  fall ! 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  cf  our  God, 
Who  from  the  altar  call ; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
A  remnant  weak  and  small, 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  Gentile  sinners  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  g 

Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Babes,  men,  and  sires,  who  know  his  love, 
Who  feel  your  sin  and  thrall ; 

Now  join  with  all  the  hosts  above, 
And  crown  him  Lord  o{  all. 

6  Let  ev'ry  kindred,  ev'ry  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  ball. 

To  him  all  ma>sty  ascnbe. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 

We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  cr^u  him  Lord  of  all. 


HYMN  55.  191 

HYMN  55.  Part  2d— 11  &  8. 

The  glory  of  Christ. 

OTHOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 
delight, 
On  whom"  in  affliction  I  call ; 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night; 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with  thy 

sheep, 
To  feed  in  the  pasfweft  of  love  ; 
Say  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 
Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 

Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they 
And  smile  at  the  tears  1  have  shed.       [see, 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zipn,  declare,  have  you 
The  star  that  on  Israel  si  [seen 

Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flock  he  has  gone  ? 

5  This  is  my  beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 
His  vestments  shed  odors  around  ; 

The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd.[vine, 

6  The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lilies  that  grow 
In  the  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams ; 

On  his  cheek  does  the  beauty  of  excellence 
glow, 
And  Ms  pytf?  as  the  sun's  radiant  beams. 


192  HYMN  56. 

7  His  voice  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweety 
Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death ; 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 

8  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 
That  waters  the  garden  of  grace ;       [know, 

From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

9  Love  sits  on  his  e3'elids,  and  scatters  de- 

light 
Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  hi«:h; 
Their  faces  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight, 
And  praise  him  with  fulness  of  joy. 

10  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  re- 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word  ;  [joice, 

He  speaks,  and  eternity,  nlFd  with  his  voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

HY3IX  56.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
On  the  name  of  Jesus. 

TESTS,  we  love  thy  name, 
•J    And  thee  we  will  adore  : 
And  when  we  feel  this  heav'nly  flame, 
We  long  to  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  name  is  all  our  trust ; 
Thy  name  is  solid  peace  ; 

Thy  name  is  everlasting  rest, 
When  other  names  shnU  cease. 

3  There,  ravish 'd  with  thy  name, 
We  never  more  shall  rove; 


HYMN  57.  193 

There,  sound  thino  everlasting  feme, 
And  solace  as  thy  love, 

4  Thy  name  shall  be  our  praise  ; 

Thy  name  shall  be  our  joy  ; 
Thy  name,  through  everlasting  days, 

Shall  countless  throngs  employ. 

HYMN  57.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
/  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives ! 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  head. 

2  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above, 

He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives  and  grants  me  rich  supply, 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eye, 
He  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

4  He  lives  to  crush  the  powers  of  hell, 
He  lives  that  he  may  in  me  dwell, 

He  lives  to  heal  and  make  me  whole, 
He  lives  to  guard  my  feeble  soul. 

5  He  lives  to  silence  all  my  fears, 
He  lives  to  stoop,  and  wipe  my  tears, 
He  lives  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives  all  blessings  to  impart. 

13 


1&  HYMN  56. 

C  He  lires,  my  kind  and  heavenly  friend, 
He  lives,  and  loves  me  to  the  end ; 
He  lives,  and  while  he  lives,  I'll  sing, 
He  lives,  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

7  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath, 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death, 
He  lives  my  mansion  to  prepare 

He  lives  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

8  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name, 
He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same ; 

0  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 

1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

HYMN  53.  Part  2d— G.  M. 
The  name  of  Christ. 

HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  sooths  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Dear  name,  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 
My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 

My  never-failing  treas'ry  nll'd 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  Jesus,  my  shepherd,  husband,  friend, 
My  prophet,  priest,  and  king  ; 

My  lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 


HYMN  59.  195 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 

But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

6  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim. 
With  every  fleeting  breath, 

And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

HYMN  59.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Pearl  of  great  price. 

YE  glitt'ring  toys  of  earth,  adieu ! 
A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all-divine, 

2  Begone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 
Ye  specious  baits  of  sense  ; 

Inestimable  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immense. 

3  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 
O  name  divinely  sweet ! 

Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honor,  pleasure,  meet. 

4  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 
Their  boasted  stores  resign  ; 

With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 
Of  this  dear  gift  possess'd ; 


196  HYMN  GO. 

I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  for  ever  bles*"d. 

6  Dear  portion  of  my  soul's  desires, 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
Accept  the  wish  that  love  inspires, 

And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 


HYMN  GO.  Part  2d— S.  M. 

The  kingdoms  of  this  world  are  become  the  king- 
doms of  our  Lord  and  his  Christ. 

JESUS,  the  conq'ror  reigns, 
In  glorious  strength  array 'd  ; 
His  kingdom  over  all  maintains, 
And  bids  the  earth  be  glad. 

2  Ye  sons  of  men  rejoice 
In  Jesus'  mighty  love  ; 

Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
To  him  who  rules  above. 

3  Extol  his  kingly  power, 
Kiss  the  exalted  Son, 

Who  died,  and  lives  to  die  no  more, 
High  on  his  Father's  tin-one. 

4  Our  advocate  with  God, 
He  undertakes  our  cause, 

And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  viet'ry  of  his  cross. 


HYMN  61,  62.  197 

HYMN  61.  Part  2d— CM. 
The  Prince  of  Peace. 

LET  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  raise, 
Who  taste  the  Savior's  grace  ; 
Let  saints  in  heaven  proclaim  his  praise, 
And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  peace." 

2  Praise  him  who  laid  his  glory  by 
For  man's  apostate  race  ; 

Praise  him,  who  stoop'd  to  bleed  and  die, 
And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  peace." 

3  Come,  rebels,  lay  your  weapons  down, 
Let  war  for  ever  cease  ; 

Emmanuel  for  your  Savior  own, 
And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  peace." 

4  We  soon  shall  reach  the  blissful  shore, 
To  view  his  lovely  face  ; 

His  name  for  ever  to  adore, 

And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  peace." 

HYMN  62.  Part  2d— 9  &  6. 

THROUGHOUT  our  Savior's  life  we  trace 
Nothing  but  shame  and  deep  disgrace  ; 
No  period  else  was  seen, 
Till  he  the  spotless  victim,  fell, 
Tasting  in  soul  a  painful  hell, 
Caused  by  the  creature's  sin. 

2  On  the  cold  ground,  methinks  I  see 
My  Jesus  kneel  and  pray  for  me  ; 
For  this,  I  him  adore  ; 


m  HYMN  63. 

Seized  with  a  chilly  sweat  throughout, 
Blood-drops  did  force  their  passage  out 
Through  ev'ry  op'ning  pore. 

3  A  Crown  of  thorns,  his  temple  bore, 
His  back  with  lashes  all  was  tore, 

Till  one  the  bones  might  see  ! 
Mocking,  they  puslvd  him  here  and  there, 
Marking  his  way  with  blood  and  tear, 

Press'd  by  the  heavy  tree. 

4  Thus  up  the  hill  he  heavy  came, 

Round  him  they  mock'd  and  made  their  game  ; 

At  length  his  cross  they  rear  : 
And  can  )rou  hear  the  son  of  God 
Cry  out  beneath  sin's  heavy  load 

Without  one  thankful  tear  ? 

5  Thus  bearing  our  iniquity, 

He  dies  with  anguish  on  the  tree  : 

What  tongue  his  grief  can  tell  ? 
The  shudd'ring  rocks  their  heads  recline, 
The  morning  sun  refused  to  shine, 

When  the  Redeemer  fell. 

G  Shout,  brethren,  shout,  with  songs  divine, 
He  drank  the  gall  to  give  us  wine, 

To  quench  our  parching  thirst  ; 
Seraphs,  advance  your  voices  higher, 
Bride  of  the  lamb,  unite  the  choir, 

To  praise  your  precious  Christ. 


HYMN  G3.  Part  2d— 6  &  8. 

my  soul,  arise, 

off  thy  guilty  fears, 


ARISE,  mv  soul,  arise, 
Shake    " 


"HYMN  63.  *99 

The  bleeding  sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears  ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Savior  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
With  his  redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead ; 
His  blood  was  spilt  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

.3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary ; 
They  .pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  speak  for  me : 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry, 
INor  let  that  ransom'd  sinner  die. 


4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 
His  dear  anointed  one  ; 

He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son ; 
His  spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  To  God  I'm  reconciled, 
His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear; 

He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear  ; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba  Father  !  cry. 


900  HYMN  04»  GS 

HYMN  (H.  Part  2d— 7. 

ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away, 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey, 
See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  'Tis  the  Savior,  angels  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy -inspiring  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Now,  to  glory  see  him  rise, 

In  long  triumph  up  the  sky, 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 

4  Heaven  displays  her  portals  wide. 
Glorious  hero,  through  them  ride  ; 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 
Thy  great  Father's  and  thy  own. 

5  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praise  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapt'rous  song, 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong. 

6  Ev'ry  note  with  wonder  swell, 
Sin  o'erthrown  and  captured  hell ; 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king? 
Where,  O  death,  thy  mortal  sting  ? 

HYMN  65.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Hope  of  the  Resurrection. 

BLESS'D  be  the  everlasting  God, 
The  father  of  our  Lord  i 


HYMN  OC,  201 

Be  his  abounding  mercy  praised, 
His  majesty  adored. 

2  When  from  the  dead  ho  raised  the  Son, 
And  called  him  to  the  sky, 

He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope, 
That  they  should  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  God's  appointments  be, 
That  we  should  turn  to  dust ; 

Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Savior  rose, 
So  all  his  folPwers  must. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 
Reserved  against  that  day  ; 

'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiled, 
And  cannot  waste  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 
Till  the  salvation  come  ; 

We  walk  by  faith,  as  strangers  here 
Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

HYMN  GO.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  Church  established. 

T^HE  Lord  in  Zion  placed  his  name, 
-*-    His  ark  was  settled  there  ; 
To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 
To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

2  But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  go, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now, 

There  is  a  house  for  God. 


209  HYMN  67. 

3  Arise,  O  king  of  grace,  arise, 
And  enter  to  thy  rest ; 

Lo  !  thy  church  waits,  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bless'd. 

4  Enter,  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 
Thy  spirit  and  thy  word  ; 

All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

5  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 
Here,  let  the  praise  be  spread  ; 

Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

HYMN  07.  Part  2d— C.  D.  M. 

The  thousand  years  of  Christ's  reign;    or  the 
new  Jubilee. 

"\T7HAT  sound  is  this  salutes  my  ear  1 
*  »     'Tis  Gabriel's  trump  mcthinks  I  hear, 

TV  expected  day  is  come  ; 
Behold  the  heaven,  the  earth,  the  sea, 
Proclaim  the  year  of  Jubilee, 
Return,  ye  exiles,  Viome. 

2  Behold  the  fair  Jerusalem, 
Illuminated  by  the  Lam!), 

In  glory  doth  appear  ; 
Fair  Zion's  rising  from  the  tomb, 
To  meet  the  bridegroom  now  he's  come, 

Which 'nails  the  Jubile  year. 

3  My  soul  is  striving  to  be  there, 
I  long  to  rise  and  wing  the  air, 


HYMN  oa  203 

And  trace  the  sacred  road ; 
Adieu  !  adieu  !  all  mortal  things, 

0  !  that  I  had  an  angel's  wings, 
I'd  quickly  see  my  God, 

4  Fly,  gracious  moments,  fly,  O  fly ! 

1  thirst,  I  pant,  I  long,  I  try, 

Angelic  joys  to  prove  ; 
Soon  I  shall  quit  this  house  of  clay, 
Clap  my  glad  wings  and  soar  away, 

Ajid  shout  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  68.  Part  2d— H.  M. 
The  Christian  Church. 
A  LTHOUGH  despised  by  men, 
■"-  A  little  feeble  band, 
Protection  we  obtain 

From  the  Redeemer's  hand. 
Though  oft  our  foes  would  us  devour, 
We  stand  upheld  by  Jesus'  power. 

2  While  on  him  we  depend, 
And  truly  fear  his  name, 

He'll  prove  a  faithful  friend, 
And  ne'er  put  us  to  shame. 
He'll  guard  us  safe  through  all  the  way, 
To  the  fair  climes  of  endless  day. 

3  Our  shepherd  leads  us  on, 
While  we  obe3r  his  voice  ; 

He  guides  us  to  his  throne, 
And  in  him  we'll  rejoice  ; 
Though  strait  the  way,  we  need  not  fear, 
If  to  the  end  we  persevere. 


204  hymn  ea 

4  Christ  Is  our  leader  calPd, 
The  Christian's  name  we  bear, 

This  name  we  will  extol, 

While  in  his  grace  we  share  : 
All  party  names  we  will  disdain, 
The  glorious  name  of  Christ  maintain. 

5  His  doctrine  too  we'll  prize, 
This,  as  our  rule  observe, 

It  is  our  only  guide, 

Therefore  we  must  not  swerve  ; 
This  doctrine  will  arise  on  high, 
When  all  the  works  of  men  shall  die. 

6  Ourselves  we  must  deny, 
And  daily  take  our  cross  ; 

From  ev'ry  evil  fly, 

Or  we  shall  suffer  loss. 
Till  vict'ry  we  completely  win, 
We  will  maintain  the  war  with  sin. 

7  Lord,  when  our  hearts  shall  fail, 
And  earthly  comforts  die, 

May  thy  rich  grace  prevail, 

And  bear  our  souls  on  high  ; 
There,  while  our  glowing  love  shall  flame, 
Our  deathless  tongues  shall  praise  thy  name. 

HYMN  C9.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Salvation. 

SALVATION  !  oh,  the  joyful  sound  ! 
'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 


HYMN  70.  205 

2  Buried  in  sorrow,  and  in  sin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 

But  now  arise  by  grace  divine 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly, 
The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky, 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

4  Salvation  !  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb, 
To  thee  the  praise  belongs  ! 

Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

HYMN  70.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  Jubilee. 

XX7HAT  heavenly  music  do  I  hear, 

*  »     Salvation  sounding  free  ! 
Ye  souls  in  bondage,  lend  an  ear, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

2  How  sweetly  do  the  tidings  roll, 
All  round  from  sea  to  sea ; 

From  land  to  land,  from  pole  to  pole, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

3  Good  news,  good  news,  to  Adam's  race, 
Let  Christians  all  agree, 

To  sing  redeeming  love  and  grace  ; 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

4  The  gospel  sounds  a  sweet  release 
To  all  in  misery, 


206  HYMN  71. 

And  bids  them  welcome  home  to  peace, 

This  is  the  Jubilee. 

5  Jesus  is  on  the  mercy-seat, 
Before  him  bend  the  knee  ; 

Let  heaven  and  earth  his  praise  repeat, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

6  Sinners,  be  wise,  return,  and  come 
Unto  the  Savior  free  ; 

The  Spirit  bids  you  welcome  home, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

7  Come,  ye  redeem'd,  your  tribute  bring, 

With  songs  of  harmony  ; 
While  on  the  road  to  Canaan  sing, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 


H 


HYMN  71.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  true  penitent. 

ARK  !  hear  the  sound  on  earth  is  found, 


My  soul  delights  to  hear, 
Of  dying  love  that's  from  above, 
Of  pardon  bought  so  dear. 

2  God's  ministers,  like  flames  of  fire, 
Are  passing  through  the  land  ; 

The  voice  is,  hear,  repent,  and  fear, 
King  Jesus  is  at  hand. 

3  God's  chariots  they  no  longer  stay, 
They're  mounted  on  the  truth  ; 

The  saints  in  prayer,  cry,  Lord,  draw  near, 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth. 


HYMN  72.  207 

4  Young  converts  sing  and  praise  their  King, 
And  bless  God's  holy  name  ; 

While  older  saints,  true  penitents, 
Rejoice  to  join  the  theme. 

5  God  grants  a  shower  of  saving  power, 
On  every  aching  heart, 

Who  sincerely  to  God  do  cry,. 
That  they  may  have  a  part. 

6  Come  lovely  youth,  embrace  the  truth, 
Agree  with  one  accord  ; 

And  use  your  tongues,  while  you  are  young. 
In  praising  Christ  the  Lord. 

HYMN  72.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  gospel  feast. 

/"YNr  Zion,  his  most  hofy  mount, 
^-^  God  will  a  feast  prepare  ; 
And  Israel's  sons  and  Gentile  lands, 
Shall  in  the  banquet  share. 

2  Marrow  and  fatness  are  the  food 
His  bounteous  hand  bestows  ; 

Wine  on  the  lees,  and  well  refined, 
In  rich  abundance  flows. 

3  See  to  the  vilest  of  the  vile, 
A  free  acceptance  given ; 

See  rebels  by  adopting  grace, 
Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  The  pain'd,  the  sick,  the  dying  now 
To  ease  and  health  restored, 


208  HYMN  73. 

With  eager  appetites  partake 
The  plenties  of  the  board. 

5  But  O,  what  draughts  of  bliss  unknown, 

What  dainties  shall  be  given. 
When  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne, 
We  join  the  feast  of  heaven. 

6  There  joys  immeasurably  high, 
Shall  overflow  the  soul, 

And  springs  of  life  that  never  dry, 
In  thousand  channels  roll. 


HYMN  73.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Freedom  of  the  human  will. 

KNOW  then  that  every  soul  is  free 
To  choose  his  life,  and  what  he'll  be ; 
For  this  eternal  truth  has  givut, 
That  God  will  force  no  man  to  heaven. 

2  Freedom  and  reason  make  us  men  ; 
Take  these  away,  what  are  we  then  ! 
Mere  animals,  and  just  as  well 

The  beasts  may  think  of  heaven  or  hell. 

3  May  we  no  more  our  powers  abuse, 
But  ways  of  truth  and  goodness  choose  ; 
Our  God  is  pleased  when  we  improve 
His  grace,  and  seek  the  world  above. 

4  Those  that  despise  grow  harder  still ; 
Those  that  adhere  he  turns  their  will  ; 
And  thus  despisers  sink  to  hell, 
While  those  that  hear  in  glory  dwell. 


HYMN  74,75.  209 

5  But  if  we  take  the  downward  road, 
And  make  in  hell  our  last  abode, 
Our  God  is  clear,  and  we  shall  know 
We've  plunged  ourselves  in  hopeless  wo, 

HYMN  74.  Part  2d— H.  M. 

The  year  of  Jubilee. 
LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 


B 


1  The  gladly  solemn  sound ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know 

To  earth's  remotest  bound ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come : 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

2  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  heavenly  grace  ; 

Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 

Behold  your  Savior's  face  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return  to  your  eternal  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 

Redemption  in  his  blood, 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

HYMN  75.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
Salvation  by  grace,  from  first  to  last. 

GRACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound.' 
Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 
14 


210  HYMN  T6. 

Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 
To  save  rebellious  man, 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  ray  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days ; 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  wrell  deserves  the  praise. 

HYMN  76.  Part  2d— S.  ML 
Love  to  the  saints. 

I  LOVE  the  sons  of  grace, 
The  heirs  of  bliss  divine, 
Who  walk  in  paths  of  righteousness, 
And  fly  from  cv'ry  sin. 

2  They  will  my  faults  reprove, 
When  heedlessly  I  err  ; 

How  do  I  prize  their  faithful  love ! 
Their  kind  and  tender  care. 

3  They  Jesus'  image  bear ; 
How  lovely  is  the  sight ; 

They  shall  at  length  with  him  appear 
In  everlasting  light. 


HYMN  77.  211 

4  They  love  the  Father's  name, 
And  gladly  do  his  will ; 

They  humbly  follow  Christ  the  Lamb, 
In  purity  and  zeal. 

5  Their  footsteps  I'll  pursue 
With  vigor  till  I  die  ; 

Rejoicing  in  the  pleasing  view 
Of  meeting  them  on  high. 

6  It  is  a  sweet  employ 

To  join  in  worship  here  ; 
But  how  divine  will  be  the  joy, 
To  see  each  other  there. 

HYMN  77.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Faith's  review  and  expectation. 

A  MAZING  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound 
■**>  That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 

1  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 

Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 
And  grace  my  fears  relieved ; 

How  precious  did  that  grace  appear 
The  hour  I  first  believed ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 
I  have  already  come  ; 

Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far. 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 
His  word  mj  hope  secures  ; 


212  HYMN  78. 

He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
As  loiig  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 

1  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 

A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow, 
The  sun  forbear  to  shine. : 

But  God,  who  owns  me  here  below, 
Will  be  for  ever  mine. 

HYMN  78.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
Heavenly  joy  on  earth. 

#^OME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
^  And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
Be  banish'd  from  the  place  : 

Religion  never  was  desiiin'd 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  Let  those  return  and  sing, 
Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 

For  fav'rites  of  the  heavenly  King, 
Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below ; 

Celestial  fruits,  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 


HYMN  79.  213 

5  The  hill  of  Z  ion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields,, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

6  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 

We're  marching  through  Emmanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

7  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin  ; 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

8  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss, 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

HYMN  79.  Part  2d— S.  M. 

Love  to  the  brethren. 

BLESS'D  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 

Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 


\  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  l>car; 


214  HYMN  80. 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain; 

But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

HYMN  80.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

These  things  I  command  you,  that  ye  love  one 
another. 

AM  I  indeed  born  from  above  ? 
Do  I  partake  of  Jesus'  love  ? 
Then  let  me  all  my  duty  know, 
And  love  by  my  obedience  show. 

2  Fain  would  I  love  his  person  more, 
And  God  in  all  his  works  adore  ; 

O  may  his  love  my  h^art  inflame, 
With  love  to  all  who  love  his  name. 

3  Wherever  I  his  image  see, 

O  let  those  souls  be  dear  to  me  ; 
Dear  as  the  purchase  of  his  blood, 
Dear  as  the  favorite  of  God. 


HYMN  81.  215 

4  Jesus  to  us  his  love  doth  show, 
And  bids  us  love  each  other  too ; 
But  O  how  little  love  sincere, 

Is  found  in  great  professors  here. 

5  What  anger,  pride,  and  malice  swell 
Those  breasts  where  love  alone  should  dwell ; 
O  why  should  Satan  thus  devour 
Religion's  glory  and  its  power ! 

6  Come,  heavenly  Spirit,  from  above. 
And  fill  our  inmost  hearts  with  love  j 
That  we  may  say  to  all  mankind, 

See  how  those  love  whom  Christ  has  jofaM. 

HYMN  81.  Part  2d— 7  &  6. 

The  good  Physician. 

TTOW  lost  was  my  condition, 
-*••*•  Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ! 
There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  the  sin-sick  soul. 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light  compared  to  sin ; 
On  ev'ry  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within. 
Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness  all  combined, 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 


216  HYMN  82. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing 
I  thought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 

But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost ; 
Thus  ev'ry  refuge  fail'd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  eross'cL 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician, 
(How  matchless  is  his  grace  !) 

Accepted  my  petition, 
And  undertook  my  case. 

First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him,. 
For  sin  my  eyes  had  seal'd  ; 

Then  bade  me  look  unto  him  j 
I  look'd  and  I  was  heal'd. 

5  A  risen  living  Jesus, 
Seen  by  an  eye  of  faith, 

At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 
And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 

Come  then  to  this  Physician, 
His  help  he'll  freely  give  ; 

He  makes  no  hard  condition, 
'Tis  only  look,  and  live. 

HYMN  82.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

Blind  Bart i mm s. 

TI/TERCY,  O,  thou  Son  of  David  ! 
1?X  Thus  Bartimeus  loudly  pray'd  ; 
Many  by  thy  grace  are  saved, 
O  wilt  thou  vouchsafe  thine  aid* 


HYMN  S3.  217 

2  For  his  crying,  many  chid  him, 
But  he  cried  the  louder  still, 

Till  his  gracious  Savior  bade  him, 
"  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will.*' 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 
Though  by  begging  used  to  live  ; 

But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted, 

Alms,  which  none  but  Christ  could  give  * 

4  "  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day  ;" 

Straight  he  saw,  and  drawn  by  kindness, 
Follow*d  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  Now,  methinks,  I  hear  him  praising, 
Publishing  to  all  around  : 

" Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing? 
What  a  Savior  I  have  found !" 

6  O  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 
And  would  be  advised  by  me  ; 

Surely  they  would  come  unto  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see. 

HYMN  83.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 
Grateful  recollection. 

/^OME,  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 
^  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 

Blessed  mount,  O  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 


218  HYMN  84. 

3  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  grace  I'm  come  ; 

And  1  hope  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 

4  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 
Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God ; 

He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

5  Oh  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 
Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be  ; 

Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  soul  to  thee. 

6  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  of  love  : 

Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

HYMN  84.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Reign  of  Christ. 

HASTEN,  O  Lord,  the  latter  day, 
When  grace  shall  reign  alone  ; 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  world 
Shall  bow  before  thy  throne. 

2  Then  shall  pure  converts  crowd  thy  gates, 
Press  to  the  gospel  sound  ; 

And  grace  eternal  sweetly  shine, 
To  ravish  all  around. 

3  Then  shall  the  watchmen  of  the  Lamb 
Raise  the  dear  cross  on  high  ; 

And  from  a  clear  refulgent  light, 
Shall  all  sec  eye  to  eye. 


HYMN  85.  219 

4  Now  shall  the  glorious  gospel  fly- 
To  sound  the  Savior  forth  ; 

And  faith,  and  love,  and  joys  divine, 
Shall  run  through  all  the  earth. 

5  Then  war  shall  cease,  and  wrath  subside, 
And  peace  immortal  flow  ; 

And  saints  unite  in  joy  and  peace, 
And  glory  reign  below. 

6  Lord,  we  would  bless  thee  for  a  ray 
Of  such  triumphant  grace, 

That  leads  to  everlasting  day, 
And  pure  eternal  bliss. 

HYMN  85.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  rich  provision  of  the  gospel. 

TESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 
*J    Nor  is  thy  gospel  weak ; 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
And  heal  the  dying  Greek. 

2  Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage 
Does  thy  salvation  flow  ; 

It 's  not  confined  to  sex  or  age, 
The  lofty  or  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  offer'd  to  the  prince, 
The  poor  may  take  their  share ; 

No  mortal  has  a  just  pretence 
To  perish  in  despair. 

4  Come,  all  ye  wretched  sinners,  come, 
He'll  form  your  souls  anew  ; 

His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room ; 
For  rebels  such  as  you. 


220  HYMN  86. 

5  His  doctrine  is  almighty  love ; 
There's  virtue  in  his  name, 

To  turn  a  raven  to  a  dove, 
The  lion  to  a  lamb. 

6  O  could  we  raise  a  song  of  praise, 
Half  equal  to  his  lows, 

The  heav'ns  would  ring  while  we  should 
sing 
Through  all  the  courts  above. 

HYMN  80.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Our  only  comfort. 

SUBSTANTIAL  comfort  will  not  grow 
^  In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 

2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace, 
And  made  his  glories  known, 

There  fruits  of  heavenly  joy  and  peace 
Are  found,  and  there  alone. 

3  A  bleeding  Savior,  seen  by  faith, 
A  sense  of  pard'ning  love, 

A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
Gives  jo3Ts  like  those  above. 

4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the   veil; 
To  know  that  God  is  mine, 

Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 
Unspeakable  !  divine  ! 

5  These  are  the  joys  that  satisfy 
And  sanctify  the  mind; 

That  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high> 
And  leave  the  world  behind 


HYMN  87.  221 

S  No  more,  believers,  mourn  your  lot, 

But  if  you  are  the  Lord's, 
Resign  to  them  who  know  him  not, 

Such  joys  as  earth  affords. 

HYMN  87.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  world  crucified. 

LET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue  ; 
What  are  its  charms  to  me  ? 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please, 
No  more  content  afford  ; 

Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  known  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  op'ning  day, 
The  stars  are  all  conceal'd  ; 

So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures,  no  more  divide  my  choice ! 
I  bid  you  all  depart ! 

His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  voice 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 
And  wholly  live  to  thee  ; 

Bnt  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 
A  worthless  worm  like  me  ? 

C  Yes,  though  of  sinners  I'm  the  worst, 

I  cannot  doubt  thy  will, 
For  if  thou  hadst  not  loved  me  first, 

I  had  refused  thee  still. 


222  HYMN  88. 

HYMN  88.  Part  2d— C.  P.  M. 

OLOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 

1  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me ! 

2  Stronger  is  love  than  death  or  hell, 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable  ; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light, 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see  ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine  ! 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine  ; 

Be  mine  this  better  part ! 

4  O  that  I  could  for  ever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice  ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ! 

5  O  that  I  could  with  favor'd  John 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast : 
From  care,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free  ; 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee, 

My  everlasting  rest  ' 


HYMN  89.  22J 

HYMN  89.  Wrt  2d— 8  &  7. 
The  Missionary's  farewell. 

YES,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee, 
All  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well ; 
Friends,  connexions,  happy  country, 

Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ? 
Must  I  leave  you,  can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Home,  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely, 
Joys  no  stranger's  heart  can  tell ; 

Happy  home,  'tis  sure  I  love  thee, 

Can  I,  must  I,  say  farewell  ? 
Must  1  leave  thee,  can  I  leave  thee, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 
Holy  days  and  sabbath-bell ; 

Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure, 

Can  I  say  a  last  farewell ! 
Must  I  leave  you,  can  I  leave  you, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

4  Yes,  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 
From  the  scenes  I  love  so  well, 

Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me, 

Lovely  native  land,  farewell ! 
Pleased  I  leave  thee,  pleased  I  leave  thee, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

5  In  the  desert  lei.me  labor, 
On  the  mountain's  let  me  tell 


284  HYMN  90. 

How  he  died,  the  blessed  Savior, 

To  redeem  a  world  from  hell. 
Let  me  hasten,  let  me  hasten, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

6  Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean, 
Let  the  winds  the  canvass  swell : 

Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 
While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell. 

Glad  I  leave  thee,  glad  I  leave  thee, 
Native  land,  farewell,  farewell. 

HYMN  90.  Part  2d— L.  JST. 
Come,  see  a  man. 

JESUS,  dear  Lord,  we  bless  his  name, 
And  joyful  sing  his  glorious  fame  ; 
He  wrought  salvation's  wondrous  plan : 
Come,  sinners,  come,  and  see  the  man. 

2  He  kindly  calls  the  sin-sick  soul, 
Heals  all  his  wounds,  and  makes  him  whole  ; 
He  saves,  and  none  beside  him  can ; 
Come,  sinners,  come,  and  see  the  man. 

3  He  tells  them  all  things  they  have  done, 
Shows  them  what  dreadful  lengths  they've 

run  ; 
Has  he  in  you  this  work  began  ? 
Dear  souls,  then  come,  and  see  the  man. 

4  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  the  Lord, 
Trust  in  his  name,  receive  his  word ; 


HFMN  91.  225 

Though  in  your  sins  you  long  hare  ran, 
There  yet  is  hope  !  come,  see  the  man. 

5  Thus,  Jesus,  when  at  Jacob's  well, 
Did  to  the  woman  all  things  tell ; 
Smit  with  his  love,  at  once  she  ran, 
And  others  call'd,  come,  see  the  man. 

G  Gladly  she  toid  fo  nil  around 
What  a  dear  Jesus  she  had  found, 
And  straight  to  preach  his  love  began ; 
Sure  this  is  Christ,  come,  see  the  man. 

HYMN  91.  Part  2d— lis. 

The  Supper. 

A  FOUNTAIN  in  Jesus,  which  runs  always 
free, 
For  washing  and  cleansing  such  sinners   as 

we  ; 
Our  sins,  though  like  crimson,  made  white  as 

the  wool, 
No  lack  in  the  fountain,  it  always  is   full. 

2  All  things  are  now  ready,  he   invites  us  to 

come, 
The  supper  is  made  by  the  Father  and  Son : 
Rich  bounties,  rich  dainties,  here  we  may  re*- 
A  living  for  ever,  if  we  will  believe.      [ceive, 

3  The  guests  which  were  bidden  refused  the 

call, 
For  they  were  not  ready,  nor  willing  at  all, 
To  be  stripp'd  of  their  honor,  and  part  with 

their  store,  [poor. 

For  a  feast  that  was  given  and  mad©  for  the 
15 


226  HYMN  92. 

4  If  the}'  arc  not  ready,  and  wish  to  delay, 
My  house  shall  be  rill'd,  the  Father  doth  say  : 
From  highways  and  hedges,  the  halt  and  the 

blind,  [mine. 

Shall  come  and  be  welcome,   the  supper  is 

5  He  decks  us  with  jewels  and  rings  of  each 

kind, 
A  garment  not  woven,  but  richly  refined ; 
Redeemed  by  Jesus,  made  heirs  with  the  King, 
The  praise  of  the  Father  in  glory  to  sing. 

HYMN  92.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
An  invitation  to  the  gospel  feast. 

"Y^E  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor,    • 
-*-     Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bount'ous  store 
For  ev'ry  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 

Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms  ; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room. 

3  Room  in  the  Savior's  bleeding  heart, 
There  love  and  pity  meet ; 

Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  The  God  to  whom  we're  reconciled, 
Invites  your  souls  to  come  ; 

The  rebel  shall  be  call'd  a  child, 
And  kindly  welcomed  hom^. 


HYMN  93,  227 

5  O  come  and  with  his  children  taste, 
The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 

While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
Before  th'  eternal  throne, 

Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more, 
Are  welcome  still  to  come  ; 

Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore  : 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

HYMN  93.  Part  2d— P.  M. 
Come  and  welcome  to  Christ  Jesus. 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity  join'd  with  power  : 
He  is  able,  he  is  able, 

He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Ho  !  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 
God's  free  bounty  glorify, 

True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
EvVy  grace  that  brings  us  nigh  : 

Without  money,  without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
Bruised  and  torn  by  sin  and  thrall 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all, 


228 

Not  the  righteous,  not  the  ;•' 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  cull. 

4  View  him  grov'lling  in  the  garden, 
Lo,  your  Savior  prostrate  lies  ! 

On  the  bloody  tree  heboid  him, 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finish'd,  it  is  irnish'd  :" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

5  Lo,  the  Son  of  God,  ascended, 
Pleads  the  virtue  of  his  blood ; 

Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  ; 

None  but  Jesus,  none  but  Jesus, 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

6  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  ; 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 

Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 

HYMN  94.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

Christ  inviting  si?iners  to  his  grace. 
MAZING  sight !  the  Savior  stands 


A 


And  knocks  at  ev'ry  door ; 
Ten  thousand  blessings  in  his  hands, 
For  to  supply  the  poor. 

2  "  Behold,"  he  saith,  "  I  bleed  and  die 

To  bring  poor  souls  to  r 
Hear,  sinners,  while  I'm  passing  by, 

And  be  for  ever  bless'd. 


HYMN  95 .  220 

3  "  Will  you  despise  such  bleeding  love, 
And  choose  the  way  to  hell  ? 

Or  in  the  glorious  realms  above, 
With  me  for  ever  dwell? 

4  "  Say,  will  you  hoar  my  gracious  voice, 
And  have  your  sins  for  .r  on  ? 

Or  will  3'OU  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  bar  yourselves  from  heaven  ? 

5  "  Will  you  go  down  to  endless  night, 
And  be  for  ever  slain  7 

Or  dwell  in  everlasting  light, 
Where  I  in  glory  reign  ? 

6  "  Come  now,  dear  soul,  before  I  go, 
While  I  am  passing  by, 

Say,  will  you  bow  to  me,  or  no  ? 
Say,  will  you  live,  or  die  ?" 

HYMN  95.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

Room  at  the  gospel  feast. 

rpiIE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 
-*-    And  dainties  crown  the  board  ; 
Not  paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 
And  endless  life  are  given, 

Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed, 
To  raise  the  soul  to  heaven. 

3  Ye  hungry  poor,  who  long  have  stray M 
In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come, 

Come  from  your  most  obscure  retreats, 
And  erace  shall  find  vou  room. 


£30  HYMN  96. 

4  Millions  of  souls  in  glory  now, 
Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 

And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

5  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large, 
That  millions  more  may  come  ; 

Nor  could  the  whole  assembled  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

6  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 
Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 

Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 

HYMN  96.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

/^OME,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast, 
^  Let  ev'ry  soul  be  Jesus'  guest ; 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all ; 

Come,  all  the  world!  come,  sinner,  fhou ! 
All  things  in  Christ  arc  ready  now. 

3  Come,  all  ye  souls,  by  sin  oppress'd, 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest  ; 

Ye  poor,  and  maim'd,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  My  message  as  from  God  receive  : 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live  ; 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain  ! 

5  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel  ; 
His  oonq'ring  love  consents  to  feel ; 


HYMN  97.  231 

Yield  to  his  love's  resistless  power, 
And  fight  against  your  God  no  more. 

6  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious  bleeding  sacrifice  ! 
His  ofFer'd  benefits  embrace, 

And  freely  now  be  saved  by  grace  ! 

7  This  is  the  time,  no  more  delay ! 
This  is  the  acceptable  day ; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call, 
And  live  for  him  that  died  for  all! 

HYMN  97.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
Fruitless  fig-tree. 

TTERE  stands  a  barren  tree, 
-*--*-  That's  cumber'd  long  the  ground  ; 
Though  many  branches  on  it  be, 
No  fruit  is  on  it  found. 

2  Deceitful  here  it  grows, 
Encircled  all  around 

With  many  leaves,  and  thousand  blows  ; 
But  still  no  fruit  is  found. 

3  Oft  has  the  husbandman 
w    Been  digging  it  around, 

And  pruned  it  with  a  gentle  hand ; 
But  still  no  fruit  is  found. 

4  And  when  he  did  appear 
To  cut  this  barren  down, 

He  spared  it  another  year  ; 
But  still  no  fruit  was  found. 

5  The  husbandman  doth  say  ; 

Why  cumbers  it  the  ground? 


232  HYMN   98. 

Henceforth  fruit  shall  not  grow  on  thee, 
For  I  will  cut  thee  down  !" 

6  Kind  husbandman,  draw  near, 
Nor  yet  upon  it  frown  ; 

But  spare  it  still  another  year, 
Till  fruit  thereon  is  found. 

7  Ye  barren  trees,  prepare 
To  let  your  fruit  abound, 

Lest  God  should  rouse  his  wrath*  and  swear. 
"  On  thee  fruit  sha'n't  be  found." 

HYMN  98.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  name  of  Christ  most  sweet. 

HPHAT  name  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet, 
•*-    Where  grace  and  truth  do  always  meet 
Where  righteousness  doth  peace  embrace, 
And  opens  wide  a  store  of  grace. 

2  A  meeting  place  it  is  indeed, 
Where  mercy  meets  a  sinners  need, 
And  opens  wide  a  gracious  store, 
Sufficient  to  relieve  the  poor. 

3  Hark  !  don't  you  hear  the  hcav'nly  call,# 
It  soundcth  loud,  it  is  to  all — 

To  high  and  low,  to  bond  and  free, 
That  none  may  say,  "  'Tis  not  for  me." 

4  "  Ho  !  ev'ry  one  that  thirsts,"  he  cries, 
"  Here's  wine  and  milk,  in  large  supplies, 
Come  now  to  mc.  and  drink  your  fill, 
*Tis  free  for  whomsoever  will. 

5  "  Come,  now  receive,  I  ask  no  pay, 
Put  freely  give  it  all  away. 


HYMN  99,  100.  233 

To  all  that  do  my  word  believe, 

And  frech-  now  my  grace  receive. 

PIYMN  99.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Grace  proclai 

COME,  trembling  ones,  forget  your  fear, 
For  your  eternal  friend  is  near  ; 
O  bow  your  souls  before  his  face, 
And  sliare  in  ins  redeeming  grace. 

2  Long  time  he's  calPd  your  souls  in  vain, 
And  yet  behold,  he  calls  again  ; 

Once  more  in  love  he's  come  to  try ; 
Say,  sinners,  will  you  live,  or  die  ? 

3  Though  long  you  may  have  him  abused, 
And  all  his  calls  of  love  refused, 

Yet  even  now  he  will  forgive  ; 
O  sinners,  hear  his  voice  and  live. 

4  Or  will  you  crowd  him  from  your  door, 
That  he  may  never  call  you  more  ? 
Then  think,  O  souls,  how  can  you  bear 
To  sink  in  death  and  long  despair? 

5  O  sinners,  hear,  he  calls  again, 
And  dp  not  linger  on  the  plain  ; 
Leave  all,  and  fly  to  Jesus'  arms, 

And  taste,  O  taste  his  heavenly  charms. 

HYMN  100.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  strong  persuasions  of  grace. 

O  SINNERS,  fly  to  Jesus'  arms, 
Enjoy  lus  everlasting  charms  ! 

He  calls  you  to  a  heavenly  feast, 

O  come,  poor  starving  souls,  and  taste. 


234  HYMN  101. 

2  Say,  will  you  be  for  ever  bless'd 
And  with  the  heavenly  Jesus  rest  '\ 
He'll  save  you  from  all  sin  and  pain, 
And  you  shall  in  full  glory  reign. 

3  Say  now,  poor  souls,  what  will  you  do? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 
Make  now  the  choice  and  halt  no  more, 
For  Christ  is  waiting  at  your  door. 

4  He  waits,  he  woos,  he's  loath  to  leave, 
And  will  you  not  his  word  believe  I 
Why  will  you  let  this  Jea 

Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 

5  Once  more  I'll  ask  you  in  his  name, 
(I  know  his  love  is  still  the  same,) 
Will  you  be  saved  from  dreadful  wo  ? 
Say  will  you  have  this  Christ  oriw? 

HYMN  Kl.  Part  2d—  S.M. 
Are  there  few  that  shaft,  be  eaved  ! 

DESTRUCTION'S  dang'rons  road 
What  multitudes  pursue  ! 
While  that  which  leads  the  soul  to  God, 
Is  known  or  sought  by  : 

2  Believers  enter  in 

By  Christ,  the  living  lt: i t f  ; 
But  they  w1k>  will  riot  leave  their  sin, 
Complain  it  is  too  strait. 

3  If  self  must  bo  denied, 
And  sin  forsaken  (mite  ; 

They  rather  choose  the  way  that's  wide, 
Arid  strive  to  think  it  ri^ht. 


HYMN  109.  235 

4  Encompass'd  by  a  throng, 
On  numbers  they  depend  ; 

"  So  many  surely  can't  be  wrong, 
And  miss  a  happy  end." 

5  But  numbers  are  no  mark 
That  men  will  right  be  found  ; 

A  few  were  saved  in  Noah's  ark, 
For  many  millions  drown'd. 

0  Obey  the  gospel  call, 
And  enter  while  you  may  ; 

The  flock  of  Christ  is  always  small, 
And  none  are  safe  but  they. 

6  Lord,  open  sinner's  eyes, 
Their  awful  state  to  see  ; 

And  make  them,  ere  the  storm  arise, 
To  thee  for  safety  flee. 

HYMN  102.  Part  2d— C.  M- 
The  backslider  returning. 

OWHAT  a  cruel  wretch  am  I, 
To  leave  my  Jesus  so  ; 
And  now  without  his  smiles  Hie, 
And  know  not  where  to  go. 

2  Once  1  enjoy 'd  his  smiling  face, 
But  did  not  think  so  soon 

1  should  go  mourning  in  distress, 

And  all  my  comforts  gone. 

3  Not  all  the  glory  of  this  earth, 
Can  do  me  any  good ; 

My  soul  a'thors  all  carnal  mirth, 
And  groans  to  find  my  God. 


236  HYMN  103. 

4  O  could  I  see  his  face  again, 
I'd  tell  him  all  my  wo ; 

Confess  how  guilty  I  have  been, 
To  leave  my  Jesus  so. 

5  Then  I  would  clasp  him  in  my  arms, 
And  he  should  have  my  heart  ; 

And  earth  with  all  her  treach'rous  charms, 
For  ever  should  depart. 

HYMN  103.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

Baptism. 

OUR  Savior  bow'd  beneath  the  wave. 
And  meekly  sought  a  wat'ry  grave; 
Come,  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod, 
A  path  well  pleasing  to  our  God. 

2  His  voice  wc  henr,  his  footsteps  trace, 
And  hither  come  to  seek  his  face, 

To  do  his  will,  to  feel  his  love, 

And  join  our  songs  with  songs  above. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine  ! 

Let  endless  glories  round  him  shine  ! 
High  o'er  the  heavens  for  ever  reicrn, 
O,  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain  ! 

4  "We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  l.r\ 
And  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause  ; 

Wo  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain  ! 

5  We  plunge  beneath  the  mystic  food. 
O  plunge  us  in  thy  cleansing  blood  ; 
We  die  to  sin,  Bind  seek  a  grave 
"With  thee,  beneath  the  vicldimr  wave. 


HYMN  104.  237 

G  And  as  we  rise  with  thee  to  live, 
O  let  the  Holy  Spirit  give 
The  sealing  unction  from  above, 
The  breath  of  life,  the  fire  of  love ! 
7  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine  ! 
On  these  Baptismal  waters  shine, 
And  teach  our  hearts,  in  highest  strain, 
To  praise  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 

HYMN  104,  2d  Part— P.  M. 
Invitation  to  follow  the  Lamb. 

HUMBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation, 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
Hear  the  voice  of  revelation, 

Tread  the  path  widch  Jesus  trod. 

Flee  to  him,  your  only  Savior, 

In  his  mighty  name  confide  ; 

In  the  whole  of  your  behavior, 

Own  him  as  your  only  guide. 

2  Hear  the  blcss'd  Redeemer  call  you, 
Listen  to  his  gracious  voice 

Dread  no  ills  that  may  befall  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice. 

Jesus  says,  "  Let  each  believer 
Be  baptize.d  in  my  name  ;" 

He  himself  in  Jordan's  river, 
Was  immersed  beneath  the  stream. 

3  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 
Follow  him  without  delay  ; 

Gladly  his  command  embracing, 
Lo  !  your  Captain  leads  the  way. 

View  the  rite  with  Understanding, 
Jesus'  grave  before  you  Hes  ; 


238  HYMN  105. 

Be  interr'd  at  his  commanding, 
After  his  example  rise. 

HYMN  105,  2d  Part— L.  M.  G/. 
Christ  baptized  in  Jordan. 

TN  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 
*■  Immersing  the  repenting  Jews  : 
The  Sdn  of  God  the  rite  demands  ; 

Xor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse 
To  plunge  his  Lord  beneath  the  wave, 
The  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 

2  Admire,  ye  heavens  !  the  Savior  lies 
In  deeps,  conceal'd  from  human  view  : 

Ye  saints,  behold  him  sink  and  rise, 

A  fit  example  this  for  you  . 
The  sacred  record  while  you  read, 
Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 

3  But  lo  ;  from  yonder  op'ning  skies, 
What  beams  of  heavenly  glory  spread  ! 

Dove-like,  th'  eternal  Spirit  ilies, 

And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head  ! ' 
Amazed,  they  see  the  power  divine 
Around  the  Savior's  temples  shine. 

4  But  hark,  my  soul,  hark  and  adore  ! 
What  sounds  are  those  that  roll  along, 

Not  like  loud  Sinai's  awful  roar, 

But  soft  and  sweet  as  Gabriel's  song ! 
"This  is  my  well  beloved  Son 
I  see  (well  pleased)  what  he  hath  done.'* 

5  Thus  the  eternal  Father  spoke, 
Who  shakes  creation  with  a  nod  ; 


HYMN  106.  239 

Through  parting  skies  the  accents  broke, 
And  bids  us  hear  the  Son  of  God ; 
O  hear  the  joyful  word  to-day  ! 
Hear,  all  ye  nations,  and  obey  ! 

HYMN  ]0G.  Part  2d— P.  M. 

SALEM'S  bright  King,  Jesus  by  name, 
In  ancient  times  to  Jordan  came 
All  righteousness  to  fill ; 
'Tvvas  there  the  ancient  Baptist  stood, 
Whose  name  was  John,  a  man  of  God, 
To  do  his  master's  will. 

2  Down  in  old  Jordan's  rolling  stream, 
The  Baptist  1M  the  holy  Lamb, 

And  there  did  him  baptize  ; 
Jehovah  saw  his  dareing  Son, 
And  was  well  pleased  in  what  he'd  done, 

And  own'd  him  from  the  skies. 

3  "  This  is  my  Son,"  Jehovah  cries, 
On  him  to  rest  the  Spirit  flies, 

O  children,  hear  ye  him  ; 
Hark  !  'tis  his  voice,  behold  he  cries, 
"  Repent,  believe,  and  be  baptized, 

And  wash  away  your  sin." 

4  Come,  children,  come,  his  voice  obey, 
Salem's  bright  King  has  marked  the  way, 

And  has  a  crown  prepared  ; 
O  then  arise,  and  give  consent, 
Walk  in  the  way  that  Jesus  went, 

And  have  the  great  reward. 

5  Believing  children,  gather  round, 
And  let  your  joyful  songs  abound, 


>A0  HYMN  107.  Me. 

With  cheerful  hearts  arise  : 
See  here  is  water,  here  is  room, 
A  loving  Savior  calling,  "  Come, 

O  children,  be  baptized." 
6  Behold  his  servant  waiting  stands, 
With  willing  heart  and  ready  hands, 

To  wait  upon  the  bride  ; 
Ye  candidates,  your  hearts  prepare, 
And  let  us  join  in  solemn  prayer, 

Down  by  the  water-side. 

HYMN  107.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  tree  of  ///?-,  mwd  river  of  love. 

LORD,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand, 
And  sing  the  solemn  fflpt. 
Where  sweet  celestial  dainties  stand 
For  every  willing  guest. 

2  The  food's  prepared  by  heavenly  art  ; 
The  pleasures  well  refined  ; 

They  spread  new  life  through  every  heart, 
And  cheer  the  drooping  mind. 

3  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Savior's  love, 
Ye  saints,  who  taste  his  wine  ; 

Join  with  your  kindred  saints  above, 

In  loud  hosannas  join. 
■4  A  thousand  glories  to  the  Lord, 

V\  ho  gives  such  joy  as  this  ! 
Hosanna  !   hi  it  sound  abroad, 
And  reach  where  Jesus  is. 

HYMN  109.  Part  2d— C.  M . 
To  be  sting  at  the  Lord's  Supper. 

LORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
The  woixlers  of  thy  grace  ; 


HYMN  109.  241 

But  most  of  all  admire  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place. 

2  What  strange  surprising  grace  is  this, 
That  such  a  soul  has  room ! 

My  Savior  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

3  "  Eat,  O  my  friends,"  the  Savior  cries, 
"  The  feast  was  made  for  you  ; 

For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  died, 
And  rose,  and  triumph'd  too." 

4  With  humble  faith  and  bleeding  heart 
Lord,  we  accept  thy  love  ; 

Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had, 
What  will  it  be  above  ? 

5  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven, 
Join  all  your  praising  powers  ; 

No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
No  Savior  is  like  ours. 

6  Had  I  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 
I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  ! 

Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  Ihe  harmony. 

HYMN  109.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

Preparation. 

THE  broken  bread,  the  blessed  cup, 
On  which  we  now  are  call'd  to  sup, 
Without  thy  help  and  grace  divine, 
Will  prove  no  more  than  bread  and  wine. 
2  But  come,  great  master  of  the  feast, 
Dispense  thy  grace  to  ev'ry  guest ; 
1G 


242  HYMN  110. 

Direct  our  views  to  Calvary, 
And  help  us  to  remember  thee. 

3  Let  us  with  light  and  truth  be  bless'd, 
That  on  thy  bosom  we  may  rest ; 

And  at  thy  supper  each  may  learn, 
Thy  broken  body  to  discern. 

4  O  that  our  souls  may  now  be  fed 
With  Christ  himself  the  living  bread, 
That  we  the  cov'nant  may  renew, 
And  to  our  vows  be  render'd  true  ! 

HYMN  110.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

A  brief  description  of  the  Chil&en  of  God;  in 
a  dialogue. 

"YXTHAT  poor  despised  company 

*  "     Of  travellers  are  these  ; 
Who  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 
Along  the  rugged  maze  ? 

2  Ah,  these  are  of  a  royal  line, 
All  children  of  a  king  ; 

Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 
And  lo,  for  joy  they  sing. 

3  Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean  ? 
And  why  so  much  despised  ? 

Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen, 
The  world  is  not  apprized. 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distress'd, 
And  lacking  daily  bread  ; 

Ah  !  they're  of  boundless  wealth  posspss'd, 
With  hidden  manna  fed. 


HYMN  111.  243 

5  Bat  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road, 

That  rugged  thorny  maze  ? 
Why,  that's  the  way  their  leader  trod, 

They  love  and  keep  his  Ways. 

G  Why  must  they  shun  the  pleasant  path, 

That  worldlings  love  so  well  ? 
Because  that  is  the  road  to  death, 

The  open  road  to  hell. 

7  What,  is  there  then  no  other  road, 

To  Salem's  happy  ground? 
Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God ; 

None  other  can  be  found. 

HYMN  111.  Part  2d— H.  M. 
The  gospel  preacher. 

"YftTHAT  contradictions  meet 

*  ^    In  ministers'  employ  ! 
It  is  a  bitter  sweet, 

A  sorrow  full  of  joy  ; 
No  other  post  affords  a  place, 
For  equal  honor  and  disgrace. 

2  Who  can  describe  the  pain 
Which  faithful  preachers  feel  1 

Constrain'd  to  speak  in  vain, 
To  hearts  as  hard  as  steel. 
But  who  can  tell  the  pleasures  felt, 
When  stubborn  hearts  begin  to  melt? 

3  The  Saviors  dying  love, 
The  soul's  amazing  worth. 

Their  utmost  efforts  move, 
And  draw  then  efforts  forth: 


U%  HYMN  112. 

The}7  pray  and  strive,  their  rest  depart*, 
Till  Christ  be  form'd  in  sinners'  hearts. 

4  If  some  small  hope  appear, 
They  still  are  not  content; 

But  with  a  jealous  fear, 

Tney  watch  for  the  event : 
Too  oft  they  find  their  hopes  deceived, 
Then  how  their  inmost  souls  are  grieved ! 

5  But  when  their  pains  succeed. 
And  from  the  tender  blade, 

The  rip'ning  ears  proceed, 
Their  toils  are  overpaid  : 
No  harvest  joys  can  equal  theirs, 
To  fuid  the  fruit  of  all  their  c 

HYMN  112.  Part  2d— II.  M. 
Strength  from  Heaven. 

~OY  whom  was  David  taught 
•*-*  To  aim  the  dreadful  blow, 
When  he  Goliah  fought, 

And  laid  the  Hittite  low? 
Nor  sword  nor  spear  the  stripling  took, 
But  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 

2  'Twas  Israel's  God  and  King 
Who  sent  him  to  the  fi 

"Who  gave  him  strength  to  sling, 

And  skill  to  aim  aright. 
Ye  feeble  saints,  your  strength  endures, 
Because  young  David's  God  is  }rours. 

3  Who  order'd  Gideon  forth, 
To  storm  th'  invaders'  camp, 


HYMN  113.  245 

With  arms  of  little  worth, 

A  pitcher  and  a  lamp  ? 
The  trumpet  made  his  coming  known, 
And  all  the  host  was  overthrown. 

4  Oh,  I  have  seen  the  day, 
When,  with  a  single  word, 

(God  helping  me  to  say, 

My  trust  is  in  the  Lord,) 
My  soul  has  quell'd  a  thousand  foes, 
Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 

5  But  unbelief,  self-will, 
Self-righteousness,  and  pride, 

How  often  do  they  steal 

My  weapons  from  my  side  ! 
Vet  David's  Lord,  and  Gideon's  friend,. 
Will  help  his  servant  to  the  end. 

HYMN  113.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  Soldier  of  the  Cross. 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 

Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  us  unto  God  ? 

3  Shall  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 
On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease  ; 

While  others  fight  to  win  the  prize,. 
And  sail  through  bloody  seas? 


246  HYMN  114. 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord, 

To  bear  the  cross,  endure  the  shame, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  The  saints  in.  all  this  glorious  war 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 

They  see  a  triumph  from  afar, 
And  faith  presents  it  nigh. 

6  When  that  illustrious  morn  shall  rise, 
And  all  thine  armies  shine 

With  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

HYMN  114.  Part  2d— 7s. 

DRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
-*-*  Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear, 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  friend, 
One  who  loves  us  to  the  end ; 
Forward  then,  with  courage  go, 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  home. 

2  In  the  world,  a  thousand  snares 
Lay  to  take  us  unawares ; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art. 
Watches  each  unguarded  heart; 
But  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  home. 

3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  apt  to  turn  our  iee^. ; 


HYMN  115.  247 

None  betray  us  unto  sin, 
Like  the  foes  we  have  within  ; 
Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 
Christ  shall  also  conquer  these  ; 
Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  home. 

HYMN  115.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

The  good  old  way. 

LIFT  up  your  heads,  Emmanuel's  friends, 
And  taste  the  pleasures,  Jesus  sends  ; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 
13ut  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 

CHORUS. 

For  I  have  sweet  hope  of  glory  in  my  soul ; 

1  have  sweet  hope  cf  glory  in  my  soul ; 

t  feel,  I  feel,  I  feel,  I'm  on  my  journey  home. 

2  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory  ; 

If  we  but  watch,  and  strive,  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 

3  Though  Satan  may  his  power  employ, 
Our  happiness  for  to  destroy  ; 

Yet  never  fear,  we'll  win  the  day, 
And  shout  and  sing  the  good  old  way. 

4  O,  good  old  way,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart ; 

But  may  our  actions  always  say, 
We're  walking  in  the  good  old  way. 

5  And  when  on  Fugah'a  top  we  stand, 
And  Fiew  by  faith,  the  promised  land; 


218  HYMN  116. 

Then  we  will  shout,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
And  march  along  the  good  old  way. 
f>  Yc  valiant  souls,  for  heaven  contend, 
Remember  life  is  at  an  end  ; 
Our  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away, 
When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 
?  Then  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore, 
We'll  join  with  those  who're  gone  before, 
And  shout  to  think  we've  gain'd  the  day, 
By  waiting  in  the  good  old  way. 

HYMN  116.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

Jesus  precious  to  them  that  believe. 

TESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
•J  'Tis  music  to  my  ear ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear.. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  trust ; 

Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish 
In  thee  do  richly  meet ; 

Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
IS  or  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  hearty 
And  shed  its  fragrance  there  ; 

The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  ['11  Speak  the  honors  of  thy  nam/ 


HYMN  117,  118.  249 

And  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 

HYMN  117.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  Prodigal  Son. 

AFFLICTIONS,  tho'  they  seem  severe, 
In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 
They  stopp'd  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  taught  him  to  repent. 

2  His  father  saw  him  coming  back, 
He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smiled, 

And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

3  "  Father,  I've  sinn'd — but  0,  forgive  !" 
"I've  heard  enough,"  he  said, 

"  Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  whom  I  mourn'd  as  dead. 

4  "  Now  let  the  fatten 'd  calf  be  slain, 
And  spread  the  news  around  ; 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again, 
Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

5  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 
To  call  poor  sinners  home  ; 

More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 

HYMN  118.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
The  poor  of  Bethcsda. 

BESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 
Appointed  for  the  poor, 


290  HYMN  119. 

From  year  to  year  my  helpless  soul 
Has  wailed  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 
The  healing  waters  move  ; 

And  others  round  me  stepping  in, 
Their  efficacy  prove  ! 

3  O  would  the  Lord  appear 
My  malady  to  heal ! 

He  knows  how  long  I've  languished  litre, 
And  what  distress  I  feel. 

4  But  whither  can  I  go  ! 
There  is  no  other  pool, 

Where  streams  of  healing  virtue  flow 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

5  Here,  then,  from  day  to  day, 
Til  wait,  and  hope,  and  try  ; 

Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  suffer  him  to  die  I 

6  No  :  he  is  full  of  grace  ; 
He  never  will  permit 

A  soul  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 

HYMN  119.  Part  2d— 10  &  11. 
I  will  trust  and  not  be  afraid. 

BEGONE,  unbelief,  my  Savior  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief  will  sAirely  appear  ; 


HYMN  119.  261 

By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  perform  ; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Tho'  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide  ; 

Tho'  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  hath  spoken  will  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love  in  time  past,  forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  troubles  to  sink ; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review, 
Confirms  his  sweet  pleasure  to  help  me  quite 

through. 

4  Being  willing  to  save,  he  watch'd  o'er  my 

path,  [death ; 

When  Satan's  blind  slave,  I  sported  with 
And  can  he  have  taught  me  to  trust  in  his  name, 
And  thus  far  have  brought  me  to  put  me  to 

shame. 

5  Why  should  I  complain  of  want  or  distress, 
Temptations  or  pain  ?     He  told  me  no  less  ; 
The  heirs  of  salvation  I  know  from  his  word, 
Thro'  much  tribulation,  must  follow  their  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  the  cup,  no  heart  can  conceive, 
Which  he  drank  quite  up,  that  sinners  might 

live  !  [mine  ! 

His  way  was  mvch  rougher  and  darker  than 
Did  Jesus  thus  suffer,  and  shall  I  repine  ? 

7  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  tho  med'cine  is  food; 
Tho'painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  before  long, 
And  then,0  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's  song ! 


252  HYMN  120. 

HYMN  120.  Part  2d— H.  M. 

The  believer'' s  spiritual  voyage. 

JESUS,  at  tiiy  command, 
I  launch  into  the  deep  ; 
And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep. 
For  thee  I  would  the  world  resign, 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  m3r  pilot  wise  ; 
My  compass  is  thy  word ; 

My  soul  each  storm  defies, 

While  1  have  such  a  Lord  ! 
I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep, 
Through  all  my  passage  lie, 

Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye  ; 
My  anchor  hope  shall  firm  abide. 
And  ev'ry  boist'rous  storm  outride. 

4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 
The  port  of  endless  rest ; 

My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast ! 
O  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more. 

5  Whene'er  bccalm'd  I  lie, 
And  storms  forbear  to  toss, 

Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  still  nigh„ 
Lest  I  should  suffer  loss  : 


HYMN  121.  253 

Far  more  the  treaeh'rous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 
6  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  blow 

A  prosp'rous  gale  of  grace  ; 
Waft  me  from  all  below, 

To  heaven,  my  destined  place  ; 
Then  in  full  sail  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

HYMN  121.  Part  2d— C.  P.  M. 
Regeneration. 

WAKED  by  the  gospel's  powerful  sound, 
My  soui  in  sin  and  thrall  1  found, 
Exposed  to  dreadful  wo  ! 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Or  down  to  ruin  go. 

2  I  to  the  law  then  ran  for  help, 
But  still  I  felt  the  weight  of  guilt, 

And  no  relief  I  found  ; 
While  sin  my  Iv.irdcivd  soul  did  pain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Did  loud  as  thunder  sound. 

3  I  heard  some  tell  how  Christ  did  give 
His  life  to  let  the  sinner  live 

But  him  I  could  not  see  ; 
I  read  my  Bible,  it  was  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  die  eternally. 

4  But  as  my  soul,  with  dying  breath,   , 
Lay  gasping  near  the  second  death, 

Christ  Jesus  I  did  see  ; 


254  HYMa  122. 

Free  grace  and  pardon  lie  proclaim'*]. 

1  trust  I  then  was  born  again 

In  gospel  liberty. 

5  Xot  angels  in  the  world  above, 

Nor  saints  could  glow  with  greater  love, 

Than  what  my  soul  enjoy 'd  ; 
My  soul  did  mount  on  eagle's  wing, 
And  glory,  glory,  I  did  sing 

To  Jesus  my  dear  Lord. 

C  Now  with  the  saints  I'll  join  to  tell 
How  Jesus  saved  my  soul  from  hell, 

Kt»    To  sinz  redeeming  love  ; 

^Ascribe  the  glory  to  the  Lamb, 

The  singer  now  is  born  again, 

To  dwell  with  Christ  above. 

HYMN  122.  Part  2d— 7?. 
Hear  what  he  has  done  for  my  souh 

SAVED  fay  blood,  I  live  to  tell 
What  the  love  of  Christ  has  done ; 
He  redcem'd  my  soul  from  hell, 

Of  a  rebel  made  a  son  : 
Oh  !  I  tremble  still  to  think 

How  secure  I  lived  in  sin  ; 
Sporting  on  destruction's  brink, 
Yet  preserved  from  falling  in. 

2  In  the  last  distressing  hour, 
To  my  soul  the  Savior  spoke  ; 

Touch'd  roe  by  his  spirit's  power, 
And  my  dang'roiis  slumber  broke; 


HYMN  133.  255 

Then  I  saw  and  own'd  my  guilt ; 

Soon  my  glorious  Lord  replied, 
"  Fear  not,  I  nry  blood  have  spilt, 

'Twas  for  such  as  thee  I  died." 

3  Shame  and  wonder,  joy  and  love, 
All  at  once  possess'*!  my  heart ; 

Can  ]  hope  thy  grace  to  prove, 

After  acting  such  a  part  ? 
"  Thou  hast  greatly  sinn'd,"  he  said, 

"  But  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
I  myself  thy  ransom  made, 

Now  I  bid  thee  rise  and  live." 

4  Come,  my  fellow  sinners,  try, 
Jesus'  heart  is  full  of  love  ; 

Oh,  that  you^s  well  as  I, 

May  his  wondrous  mercy  prove  ! 

He  has  sent  me  to  declare 
All  is  ready,  all  is  free  ; 

Why  should  any  soul  despair, 

When  he  saved  a  wretch  like  me? 

HYMN  123.  Part  2d— 7s. 

Welcome  cross. 

yT^IS  my  happiness  below 

-*-    Not  to  live  without  a  cross  ; 
But  the  Savior's  power  to  know, 

Sanctifying  every  loss. 
Trials  must  and  v.  in  befall, 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see, 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, 

This  is  happiness  to  mo. 


256  HYMN  124. 

2  God  is  good  whene'er  he  gives, 
He  is  good  when  he  denies  ; 

Stripes,  the  child  of  God  receives, 
Blessings  are,  though  in  disguise  ; 

Trials  make  the  promise  sweet, 
Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer  ; 

Trials  bring  me  at  liis  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 
No  chastisement  by  the  way  ; 

Might  I  not  with  reason  fear, 

I  should  prove  a  castaway  ? 
Sinners  may  escape  the  rod, 

Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight ; 
But  the  true-born  child  of  God 

Must  not,  would  net,  if  he*might. 

HYMN  124.  Part  2d— 8s. 
None  on  earth  do  I  desire  besides  thee. 

HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
"When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ; 
Fair  prospects,    sweet   songs    and    sweet 
flowers, 
Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  mc. 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay  ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 
And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 

His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 
And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice  ; 


HYMN  125.  25T1 

I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nfgh, 
Have  nothing  to  wish  or  lo  fear, 

No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year.  * 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd ; 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Wo  aid  make  any  change  in  my  mind  ; 
While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear, 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 


4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  1 
O,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore, 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

HY*tof  125.  Part  2d— C.  P.  M. 
The  Lord  is  in  his  garden. 

THE  Lord  into  his  garden  comes  ; 
The  spices  yield  ie, 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive  ; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine  ! 
From  Jesus  flow  to  ey'ry  vine, 
Which  makes  the  dead  revive. 
17 


258  HYMN  125. 

2  0  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become  ! 
The  desert  blossoms  as  the  rose, 
"When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is ; 
I  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free, 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me, 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Savior  pitiful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  receive  ! 
None  are  too  late  who  will  repent, 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went, 

Jesus  did  him  relieve. 

5  Come,  brethren,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

6  We  feel  that  heaven  is  now  begun, 
It  issues  from  the  shining  throne, 

From  Jesus'  grace  on  high  ; 
It  comes  like  floods  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  again, 

And  yet  for  more  we  cry. 


HYMN  126.  259 

7  But  when  we  come  to  reignlabove, 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply  ; 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  living  fountains  where  they  flow, 

Which  never  will  run  dry. 

8  There  we  will  reign,  and  shout,  and  sing, 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring, 

When  all  the  saints  get  home  ; 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren  dear, 
Soon  shall  we  meet  together  there, 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

9  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  a  mansion  there  : 
Now  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heav'nly  land, 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 

10  There,  on  that  peaceful,  happy  shore, 
We'll  sing  and  shout,  our  suff'rings  o'er 

In  sweet,  redeeming  love  ; 
We'll  shout  and  praise  our  conq'ring  King, 
Who  died  himself  that  he  might  bring 

Us  rebels  near  to  God. 

HYMN  126.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  way. 

TESUS  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone, 
«J    He  whom  I  fix  my  hope  upon, 
His  track  I  see  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 


260  HYMN  127. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  king's  highway  of  holiness, 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  arc  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  freed  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more ; 
Till  late  1  heard  my  Savior  say, 

"  Oome  hithi  r,  soul,  i  am  the  Way." 

5  Lo  !  glad  I  come-  and  thou,  bless'd  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ; 

My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  deor  Savior  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 

And  say,  "  Behold  tiie^Way  to  God." 

HYMN  127.  Part  2d— : 
Christ  our  all. 

VAIN  delusive  world,  adieu, 
With  all  of  creature  good ; 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  ! 
All  thy  pleasures  I  for 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride, 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified ! 


HYMN  127.  261 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 
,rTis  all  but  vanity  ; 

Christ  the  Lamb  of  God  was  slain, 

He  tasted  death  for  me  ! 
Me  to  save  from  dismal  wo, 

The  sin-atoning  victim  died ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 

3  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest ; 
My  fluctuating  heart, 

From  the  haven  of  his  breast, 

Shall  never  more  depart. 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go  1 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide  j 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 

4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 
And  pleasure  without  end; 

This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend  ! 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  love  abide  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 

5  O  that  I  could  all  invite 
This  saving  truth  to  prove  ; 

Show  the  length,  the  breadth  and  height, 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  love  ! 
Fain  would  I  to  sinners  show 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  applied  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 


969  HYMN  12a 

HYMN  128.  Part  2d— P.  M. 
The  Convert. 

OH  how  happy  are  they, 
Who  their  Savior  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above ! 
Tongue  can  never  express, 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace, 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  Savior  divine, 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ! 

When  at  first  I  believed, 

What  a  jo3r  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name  ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below, 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more, 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song  ; 

O  that  all  his  salvation  might  see  ! 

He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried, 

He  hath  smTcr'd  and  died, 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carried  above, 

All  my  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain ; 


HYMN  129.  203 

And.  I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  I  then  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  justified  I, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat ; 

My  glad  soul  mounted  higher, 

In  a  chariot  of  fire  ; 
And  the  world  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7  O  !  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 

Of  my  Savior  possess'd, 

I  was  perfectly  bless'd, 
And  was  filPd  with  the  fulness  of  God. 


M 


HYMN  129.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

Retrospection. 

Y  busy  thoughts  in  wonder  rove ; 


I  think  of  former  days, 

Ere  yet  I  knew  a  Savior's  love, 

Or  learn'd  to  sing  his  praise. 

2  How  oft  did  Jesus,  at  my  door, 
(Though  barr'd  with  guilt  and  sin,) 

For  entrance  plead,  alas  !  before 
I  bid  him  welcome  in, 

3  Why  did  I  thus  his  love  abuse, 
And  on  his  mercy  run  ? 

Eternal  life  why  thus  refuse, 
And  all  his  blessings  shun  ? 


264  HYMN  130. 

4  His  calls  why  did  I  thus  disdain  ? 
His  love  refuse  4o  know? 

Why  tread  the  steps  that  end  in  pain, 
The  road  thct  leads  to  wo  1 

5  O  boundless  mercy,  price  of  blood ! 
Did  Jesus  plead  my  cause  ? 

When  on  his  mercies  thus  I  trod, 
And  wilful  broke  his  laws  ? 

6  When  far  from  him  I'd  gone  astray, 
Against  his  mercies  strove, 

Kindly  he  led  me  in  the  way, 
And  fill'd  my  soul  with  love. 

7  His  boundless  love  what  tongue  can  tell  \ 
His  praises  angels  sing  ; 

He  saved  a  wretch  from  death  and  hell, 
To  heir  with  him,  my  King. 

8  O  Jesus,  be  my  guardian  friend, 
O'er  life's  tempestuous  sea ; 

en  ghastly  death  my  troubles  end, 
Raise  me  to  reign  with  thee. 

HYMN  130.  Part  2d— H.M. 
The  heavenly  mariner. 

nnHROUGH  tribulations  deep, 
-*-    The  way  to  glory  is  ; 
Tins  stormy  course  I  keep, 

On  these  tempest'ous  seas. 
By  waves  attd  winds  I'm  tossM  and  driven, 
Freighted  with  grace  and  bound  to  heaven. 


HYMN  130.  265 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 
A  dreadful  hurricane, 

And  high  the  waters  flow, 

And  o'er  the  sides  break  in  : 
But  still  my  little  ship  outbraves, 
The  blust'ring  winds  and  surging  waves. 

3  When  I,  in  my  distress, 
My  anchor  hope  can  cast 

Within  the  promises, 

It  holds  my  vessel  vast ; 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
'Mid  stormy  blasts  and  swelling  tides. 

4  If  a  dead  calm  ensues, 
And  heaven  no  breezes  give, 

The  oar  of  prayer  I  use, 

I  tug,  and  toil,  and  strive  ; 
Through  storms  and  calms  for  many  a  day. 
I  make  but  very  little  way. 

5  But  when  a  heavenly  breeze 
Springs  up  and  fills  my  sail, 

My  vessel  goes  with  ease 

Before  the  pleasant  gale, 
And  runs  as  much  an  hour  or  more, 
As  in  a  month  or  two  before. 

6  Hid  by  the  clouds  from  sight, 
The  sun  doth  not  appear, 

Nor  can  I  in  the  night 

Behold  the  moon  or  star  ; 
Sometimes,  for  days  and  weeks  or  more, 
I  cannot  see  the  sky  or  shore. 


266  HYMN  130. 

7  Ae  at  the  time  of  noon 
My  quadrant  faith.  I  take 

To  view  my  Christ,  my  Son  ! 

If  he  the  clouds  should  break, 
I'm  happy  when  his  face  I  see, 
I  know  then  whereabout  I  be. 

8  The  Bible  is  my  chart, 
By  it  the  seas  I  know  ; 

I  cannot  with  it  part, 

It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show. 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too, 
Whose  needle  points  for  ever  true. 

9  I  keep  aloof  from  pride, 
Those  rocks  I  pass  with  care  ; 

I  stud'ously  avoid 

The  whirlpool  of  despair. 
Presumption's  quicksands  too  I  shun  ; 
Near  them  I  do  not  choose  to  run. 

10  When  through  a  strait  I  go, 
Or  near  some  coasts  am  drove, 

The  plummet  forth  I  throw, 
And  thus  my  safety  prove. 
The  scripture  is  the  line  which  I 
Fathom  the  depth  of  water  by. 

11  My  vessel  would  be  lost 
In  spite  of  all  my  care, 

But  that  the  Holy  Ghost 

rHimself  vouchsafes  to  steer  : 
And  I  through  all  my  voyages  will 
Depend  upon  my  steerman's  skill 


HYMN  131.  267 

12  Ere  I  can  reach  heaven's  coast, 
I  must  a  gulf  pass  through, 

Which  dreadful  proves  to  most ; 

For  all  this  passage  go. 
But  all  death's  waves  can't  me  o'erwhelm, 
If  God  himself  is  at  the  helm. 

13  When  through  this  gulf  I  get, 
Though  rough,  it  is  but  short, 

The  pilot  angels  meet 

To  bring  me  into  port. 
And  when  I  land  on  that  bless'd  shore, 

1  shall  be  safe  for  ever  more. 

HYMN  131.  Part  2d— lis. 
Love  to  Christ. 

O  JESUS,  my  Savior,  to  thee  I  submit, [feet 
With  love  and  thanksgiving  fall  down  at  thy 
In  sacrifice  offer  my  soul,  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Thou  art  my  Redeemer,  who  brought  me  to  God. 

2  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  Hove  thee,  my  love, 
I  love  thee,  my  Savior,  I  love  thee,  my  Dove  : 
Hove  thee,  I  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost  know, 
But  how  much  I  love  thee,  I  never  can  show. 

3  All  human  expressions  are  empty  and  vain, 
They  cannot  unriddle  this  heavenly  flame  ; 
I'm  sure,  if  the  tongue  of  an  angel  were  mine, 
I  could  not  this  myst'ry  completely  define. 

4  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  O,  wondrous  account, 
My  joys  arc  immortal,  I  stand  on  the  mount ; 
I  gaze  on  my  treasure,  and  long  to  be  there, 
With  Jesus  and  angels,  my  kindred  so  deajk 


268  HYMN  132. 

5  O  Jesus,  my  Savior,  with  thee  I  ambless'd! 
My  life  and  salvation,  my  joy  and  my  rest ! 
Thy  name  be  my  theme, and  thy  love  be  my  song, 
Thy  grace  shall  inspire  my  heart  and  my  tongue. 

6  O  who's  like  my  Savior  ?  he's  Salem's  bright 

King !  [sing ; 

He  smiles  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns  me  to 
I'll  praise  him,  I'll  praise  him,  with  notes  loud 

and  shrill, 
While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirit  do  fill ! 

HYMN  132.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  danger  and  vanity  of  the  world. 

TTAIN  world,  vain  world,  I  bid  adieu 
*     To  3*our  deceitful  jo3rs  ; 

1  would  not  sell  my  soul  for  you, 

Nor  longer  hold  your  toys. 

2  Too  long  I  held  you  in  my  arms, 
And  courted  every  snare  ; 

But  now  I  see  your  ilatt'ring  chaims 
Will  end  in  dark  despair. 

3  You  flatter  with  a  vain  applause, 
And  promise  future  joy  ; 

When  all  your  l  r  ut  dross, 

Your  bins  an  em] 

4  Careless  I  trod  your  giddy  maze, 
And  thought  l  m    all  was  well ; 

now  I  gee  those  carnal  ways 
Lead  to  the  gates  of  hell. 


HYMN  133, 134.  2( 

5  Bless'd  be  the  Lord  who  taught  my  soul, 

How  near  the  gulf  I  stood  ! 
And  now  while  mortal  moments  roll, 

I'll  seek  substantial  good. 

HYMN  133.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Farewell  to  all  but  Christ. 

"P  ARE  WELL,  vain  world,  I  bid  adieu, 
•*-    Your  glory  I  despise  ; 
Your  friendship  I  no  more  pursue, 
Your  flatteries  are  but  lies. 

2  You  promise  happiness  in  vain, 
Nor  can  you  satisfy  ; 

Your  highest  pleasures  turn  to  pain, 
And  all  your  treasures  die. 

3  Had  I  the  Indies,  East  and  West, 
And  riches  of  the  sea, 

Without  my  God  I  could  not  rest, 
For  he  is  all  to  me. 

4  Then  let  my  soul  rise  far  above, 
By  faith  I'll  take  my  wing, 

To  the  eternal  realms  of  love, 
Where  saints  and  angels  sing. 

5  There's  love  and  joy  that  will  not  waste 
There's  treasures  that  endure  ; 

There's  pleasures  that  will  always  last, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

HYMN  134.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  happy  Convert. 

COME  brethren,  and  rejoice  with  me, 
For  Jesus  Christ  has  made  me  free, 


670  HYMN  134. 

From  that  which  did  defile  my  heart, 
And  made  me  from  my  God  depart, 
When  I  by  faith  embraced  him, 
He  filFd  my  soul  up  to  the  brim, 
With  streams  of  grace  and  lore  divme, 
Which  proves  the  promises  are  mine ; 
How  good  it  is,  how  sweet  to  me, 
O  that  mankind  would  all  be  free  ! 

2  I  was  much  plagued  with  outward  sin, 
But  more  with  that  which  dwelt  within, 
Which  always  barr'd  my  Savior  out, 
And  kept  me  in  distressing  doubt  ; 

But  all  my  fears  are  driven  away, 

By  brilliancy  of  gospel  day, 

WTiich  shines  so  clear,  I  must  believe, 

That  I  do  in  my  Savior  live. 

A  life  of  love,  a  heaven  below, 

I've  not  a  doubt,  I  feel  it  so. 

3  If  more  3-011  wish  to  know  of  me 
I'm  happy  now,  and  hope  to  be, 
WTiile  I  do  in  the  flesh  remain, 
Till  I  return  to  God  again ; 

For  I  do  feel  his  love  most  sweet, 
When  Mary-like  I  at  his  feet 
Do  claim  my  portion  of  his  love, 
Which  lifts  my  heart  to  thimrs  above  ! 
He  gives  to  me  a  heavenly  flame, 
Which  makes  me  praise  his  holy  name. 

4  How  grateful  then  ought  I  to  prove 
For  the  sweet  tokens  of  his  love, 

Which  cheers  my  heart  and  makes  me  whole 
And  stamps  his  image  on  my  soul 


HYMN  135.  271 

A  debtor  great,  I  surely  be, 
To  him  whose  power  hath  saved  me  , 
A  heaven  of  love  he  hath  bestow'd, 
Which  stays  my  mind  on  him  my  God, 
And  what  does  much  increase  the  score, 
When  I  thank  him,  he  gives  me  more. 

5  A  happy  soul  indeed  am  I, 
My  mind  is  iix'd  above  the  sky, 

On  things  divine,  at  God's  right  hand, 
Where  I  shall  see  the  friend  of  man, 
Who  pleads  my  cause  in  courts  above, 
And  gives  to  me  his  heavenly  love, 
To  fit  me  for  that  blessed  place, 
Where  I'll  enjoy  his  fullest  grace  ; 
What  holy  joy,  what  heavenly  bliss, 
To  dwell  where  loving  Jesus  is  ! 

6  Come  brethren  dear,  whose  joys  abound, 
By  hearing  precious  gospel  sound, 

Cheer  up  your  hearts,  and  strong  believe 
In  Jesus  Christ  who  ever  lives  ; 
For  though  your  race  is  not  quite  run, 
You  feel  your  heaven  is  now  begun, 
Then  let  us  raise  a  holy  song, 
And  praise  him  as  we  pass  along 
To  joys  above,  where  we  shall  be 
Happy  in  vast  eternity. 

HYMN  135.  Part  2d— lis. 
My  heart's  experience. 
HOW  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming  of  God, 
And  sought  him  by  praying  and  searching 
his  word. 


O 


272  HYMN  135. 

By  watching  and  fasting  rny  soul  was  oppressed, 
Nor  Would  I  give  over  till  Jesus  had  bless'd. 

2  The  tokens  of  mercy  at  length  did  appear, 
According  to  promise,  he  answer'd  my  prayer  ; 
And  glory  was  opeii'd  in  floods  on  my  soul, 
Salvation  from  Zion  beginning  to  roll. 

3  The  news  of  his  mercy  is  spreading  abroad, 
And  sinners  come  weeping  and  praying  to  God; 
The  ncise  of  their  weeping  is  heard  very  loud, 
And  many  have  found  pardon  through  Jesus's 

blood. 

4  There's  more,  rny  dear  Savior,  who  fall  at 

thy  feet, 
Oppress'd  with  a  burden  enormously  great ; 
O  raise  them,  my  Savior,  to  tell  of  thy  love, 
And  shout  hallelujah  in  heaven  above. 

11  sing  and  we'll  shout,  and  we'll  shout 
and  we'll  sing, 

.  make  the  nations  with  praises  to  ring, 
.cclamations  of  Jesus's  love, 
And  carry  us  all  to  the  city  above. 

o  We'll  wait  for  thy  chariots,  they   seem  to 

near, 
O  come,  my  dear  Savior,  with  glory  appear  ; 
We  long  to  be  singing  and  praising  above 
With  angels  o'envhclm'd  with  Jesus's  love. 

7  The  taste  that  we  have,  it  does  ravish  our 

heart, 
Which  makes  us  rejoice, and  we  long  to  depart, 


HYMN  136.  273 

To  praise  thee  more  sweetly  where  angels  do 

sing, 
And  with  that  bright  army  make  heaven  to  ring. 

8  To  sin  and  to  sorrow  we'll  then  bid  adieu, 
And  fly  where  affliction  can  never  pursue  ; 
With  life,  health,  and  comfort,  to  wear  a  bright 

crown, 
And  with  our  dear  Savior  for  ever  sit  down. 

HYMN  136.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
O  thou  of  little  faith,  wherefore  didst  thou  doubt  ? 

COME,  O  my  doubting  soul,  attend 
Unto  thy  Savior's  call ! 
Come,  tell  thy  great  Almighty  Friend, 
Why  is  thy  faith  so  small  ? 

2  Why  all  these  unbelieving  fears  ? 
Jehovah's  arm  is  strong  ; 

O  chide  these  sighs,  and  groans,  and  tenrs 
And  turn  them  to  a  song. 

3  Js  God  thy  shield,  thy  great  reward, 
Thy  portion  and  thy  all  ? 

Is  Christ  thy  Captain,  and  thy  Lord, 
And  shall  thy  hope  be  small  ? 

4  Why  wilt  thou  thus  dispute  his  love, 
And  thus  abuse  his  care  ? 

Why  wilt  thou  grieve  the  heavenly  Dove, 
And  yield  to  every  snare  ? 

5  In  Jesus  every  grace  is  found, 
Why  wilt  thou  not  believe  ? 

18     ' 


274  HYMN  137. 

He  hath  a  balm  for  every  wound, 
Why  wilt  thou  not  receive  1 

6  His  arm  can  conquer  every  foe, 
His  grace  can  sanctify  : 

My  heart  replies,  Lord  be  it  so, 
Let  my  corruptions  die. 

7  Sin  is  the  cause  of  every  fear, 
O  keep  me  from  its  power  ! 

Slay  the  accursed  monster  here, 
That  I  may  doubt  no  more. 

HYMN  137.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Looking  to  the  cross. 

FT  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
Unawed  by  shame  or  fear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stopp'd  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 
In  agonies  and  blood, 

Who  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure  never  till  my  latest  breath 
Can  I  forget  that  look  ; 

It  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt,  and  own'd  the  guilt, 
And  plunged  me  in  despair  ; 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 


HYMN  138.  275 

5  Alas  !  I  knew  not  what  I  did  j 
But  now  my  tears  are  vain  ; 

Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid  T 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 

6  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 
"  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 

This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, 
I  die  that  thou  mayst  live." 

7  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 
In  all  its  blackest  hue, 

Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace, 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

8  With  pleasing  grief,  and  mournful  joy, 
My  spirit  now  is  fill'd  ; 

That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
Yet  live  by  him  I  kill'd. 

HYMN  138.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Walking  with  God. 

FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ; 

Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy'd  ! 
How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still ! 


O 


27fc  HYMN  139. 

But  now  I  find  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  till. 

4  Return.  O  holy  dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 

I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So,  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 

So,  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  139.  Part  2d— C.  ft 
Filial  submission. 

AND  can  my  heart  aspire ^o high, 
To  say,  "  My  Father  God?" 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fain  would  lie, 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 
For  thou  art  good  and  wise  : 

Let  every  anxious  thought  be  Btifl, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darksome  gloom, 
And  bid  me  wait  serene  ; 

Till  hopes  and  froys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighter  all  tkm  scene. 


HYMN  140,  141.  srn 

4  "  My  Father," — O  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask 'the  bliss  those  words  impart, 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

HYMN  140.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Choosing  the  better  part. 

BESET  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand  : 
Savior  divine,  diffuse  thy  light 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving,  treach'rous  heart 
To  fix  on  Mary's  better  part ; 

To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise, 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies  ; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee, 

HYMN  141.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Troubled,  but  making  God  a  refuge. 

DEAR  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 


278  HYMN  142. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 

Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  Q  n  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 
I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  : 

The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 
Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 

And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

6  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still ; 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat : 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 

And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 


A 


HYMN  142.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Watchfulness  and  prayer. 
LAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 


What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
To  heaven,  O  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain 
And  molt  in  flowing  tears  ! 

My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain  ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears  ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live 
My  feeble  efforts  aid, 


HYMN  143.  279 

Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 
When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 
Or  lure  my  feet  aside, 

My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
My  guardian  and  guide. 

6  O  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 
And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
From  happiness  and  thee. 

HYMN  143.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Longing  for  conformity  to  God. 

O  COULD  I  find  an  humble  place 
But  near  the  lowly  Lamb  ! 
How  would  my  soul  extol  his  grace 
And  sing  his  precious  name  ! 

2  Lord,  bring  my  heart  so  near  to  thee, 
While  through  this  world  I  rove, 

That  I  may  every  moment  be 
Transported  with  thy  love. 

3  O  let  me  walk  with  thee,  my  God, 
And  find  thee  always  nigh  ; 

Give  me  to  eat  immortal  food, 
And  I  shall  never  die. 


280  HYMS  144. 

4- 1  want  that  grace  that  may  be  felt, 
That  will  my  soul  inflame  ; 

I  want  this  harden'd  heart  to  melt 
At  the  Redeemer's  name. 

5  I  want  all  self  to  be  subdued, 
And  pride  no  more  to  reign  ; 

I  want,  O  God,  my  soul  renew'd, 
And  never  sin  again. 

G  I  want  my  will  to  be  resigned 

To  the  Redeemer's  ways, 
And  every  power  of  soul  inclined, 
God  to  love  and  praise. 

7  I  want  my  soul  bound  up  in  God, 
And  feel  his  nature  mine  ; 

To  feast  upon  immortal  food, 
And  drink  of  joys  divine. 

8  This,  this,  O  blessed  God,  alone, 
Is  what  I  do  implore  ; 

O  let  me  and  thyself  be  one, 
And  I  shall  want  no  more. 


HYMN  144.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Pray  without  ceasing. 

PRAY'R  was  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  design'd  to  give ; 
Long  as  they  live,  should  Christians  pray, 
For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

2  The  Christian's  heart,  his  prayer  indites* 
He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within* 


HYMN  145.  281 

The  spirit  his  petition  writes, 

And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 

3  And  wilt  thou  in  dead  silence  lie, 

When  Christ  stands  waiting  for  thy  prayer? 
My  soul,  thou  hast  a  friend  on  high ; 
Arise,  and  try  thy  int'rest  there. 

4  If  pains  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress, 
If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay  ; 

If  guilt  deject,  if  sin  distress, 
The  remedy's  before  thee — pray. 

5  'Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak; 
Though  thought  be  broken,  language  lame, 

Pray,  if  thou  canst,  or  canst  not  speak, 
But  pray  in  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

6  Depend  on  him,  thou  canst  not  fail  *, 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known ; 

Fear  not,  his  merit  must  prevail, 
Ask  what  thou  wilt,  it  shall  be  done. 

HYMN  145.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 

Prayer  for  a  revival. 

QJAVIOR,  visit  thy  plantation, 
^  Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again  : 
Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high ; 
Lest,  for  want  of  thy  assistance, 

Ev'ry  plant  should  droop  aud  die. 


282  HYMN  145. 

2  Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourish'd, 
Ev'ry  part  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 

Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd, 
Happy  seasons,  we  have  seen ! 

But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 
And  a  sad  decline  we  see  ; 

Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed  ; 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

3  Where  are  those  we  counted  leaders, 
FilPd  with  zeal,  and  love  and  truth? 

Old  professors,  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  to  our  youth  ! 

Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 
We  shall  meet  no  more  below  ; 

Some,  alas  !  we  fear  are  blighted, 
Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 

4  Younger  plants — the  sight  how  pleasant, 
Cover'd  thick  with  blossoms,  stood  ; 

But  they  cause  us  grief  at  present, 
Frosts  have  nipp'd  them  in  the  bud  ! 

Dearest  Savior,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  ; 

Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 

5  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayer ; 

Let  each  one,  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snare ; 

Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power  ; 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh  ; 

And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 


HYMN  146,  147.  283 

HYMN  146.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

On  the  great  duty  of  prayer. 

TT7HAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 

*  *    In  coming  to  the  mercy-seat ; 
Yet,  who  that  knows  the  w  orth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there. 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkest  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw  ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight, 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright, 
And  Satan  trembles,  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  When  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide, 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side  ; 

But  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevail'd. 

5  Have  you  no  words  ?  Ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creatures'  ears 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  cares. 

6  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  often  be, 
Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me  ! 

HYMN  147.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Hold  thou  me  up,  and  I  shall  be  safe. 

TO  thee  again,  my  gracious  God, 
I  lift  my  heart  and  eyes ; 


2&±  hy: 

T:. "' 
Thou 

2  Ed 

me,  O  Lord,  in  ev'ry  place, 

3  Be  thou,  my  £-:ardi;m,  erer  near, 
O  keep  me  in  thy  fear, 

In  mei 

ild  once  d> 
. :  me.  O  Lord,  to  tnow 
Deaf  both  to  censure  and  applause, 
And  dead  to  all  1 

tibe  honor  of  •" 

Lie ; 
Help  :  lie  shame, 

\M. 

FATHER 
S        3 

In  dee?  retirenxn:  thou  art  nidi, 


HYMN  140.  285 

2  There  may  that  piercing  eye  surrey 
My  dut'ous  homage  paid, 

With  ev'ry  morn'iig's  dawning  ray, 
And  ev'ry  ev'ning's  shade. 

3  O  let  thy  own  celestial  fire, 
The  incense  still  inflame, 

While  my  warm  vows  to  thee  aspire, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love 
My  soul  in  secret  bless ; 

So  shalt  thou  deign,  in  worlds  above, 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

5  Mercy,  good  Lord,  mercy  I  ask, 
This  is  the  total  sum ; 

Mercy,  through  Christ,  is  all  my  suit, 
Lord,  let  thy  mercy  come. 

HYMN  149.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Deliver  us  from  evil. 

TEACH  us,  O  Lord,  aright  to  plead 
For  mercies  from  above  : 
O  come  and  bless  our  souls  indeed, 
W'ith  light,  and  joy,  and  love. 

2  The  gospel's  promised  land  is  wide, 
We  fain  would  enter  in  ; 

But  we  are  press'd  on  ev'ry  side? 
With  unbelief  and  sin. 

3  Arise,  O  Lord,  enlarge  our  coast, 
Let  us  posseM  the  wK)Ie  ; 


286  HYMN   150. 

That  Satan  may  no  longer  boast, 
He  can  thy  work  control. 

4  Oh,  may  thy  hand  be  with  us  still, 
Our  guide  and  guardian  be  ; 

To  keep  us  safe  from  ev'ry  ill, 
Till  death  shall  set  us  free. 

5  Help  us  on  thee  to  cast  our  care, 
And  on  thy  word  to  rest ; 

That  Israel's  God,  who  heareth  prayer, 
Will  grant  us  our  request. 

HYMN  150.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  true  improvement  of  life. 

AND  is  this  life  prolong'd  to  me  ? 
Are  days  and  seasons  given  ? 
O  let  me  then  prepare  to  be 
A  fitter  heir  of  heaven. 

2  In  vain,  these  moments  shall  not  pass, 
These  golden  hours  be  gone  : 

Lord,  I  accept  thine  offer'd  grace, 
I  bow  before  thy  throne. 

3  Now  cleanse  my  soul  from  ev'ry  sin 
By  my  Redeemer's  blood  : 

Now  let  my  flesh  and  soul  begin 
The  honors  of  my  God. 

4  Let  me  no  more  my  soul  beguile 
With  sin's  deceitful  toys  : 

Let  cheerful  hope,  increasing  still, 
Approach  to  heavenly  joys. 


HYMN  151.  287 

5  My  thankful  lips  shall  loud  proclaim 
The  wonders  of  thy  praise, 

And  spread  the  savor  of  thy  name, 
Where'er  I  spend  my  days. 

6  On  earth  let  my  example  shine  ; 
And  when  I  leave  this  state, 

May  heaven  receive  this  soul  of  mine, 
To  bliss  supremely  great. 

HYMN  151.  Part  2d— S.  M. 

Prayer  for  a  blessing. 

"ITTITH  hearts  and  lips  unfeign'd, 
»  ^    We  praise  thee  for  thy  word  ; 
We  bless  thee  for  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  redeeming  Lord. 

2  Like  as  the  kindly  rain 
Returns  not  back  to  heaven, 

But  cheers,  and  fruitful  makes  the  earth, 
The  end  for  which  'twas  given : 

3  So  let  thy  present  voice 
Accomplish  thy  design ; 

Distil  on  all  our  thirsty  souls, 
And  consecrate  us  thine. 

4  Water  thy  sacred  seed, 
And  give  it  great  increase  ; 

Let  neither  fowls,  nor  rocks,  nor  thorns, 
Hinder  the  fruits  of  peace. 

5  Then,  though  we  weeping  sow, 
And  tears  our  hours  employ  ; 

We  know  we  shall  return  again, 
And  bring  our  sheaves  with  joy. 


>88  HYMN  152,  153. 

HYMN  152.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Desiring  to  love  Christ  more. 

THOU  lovely  source  of  true  delight, 
Whom  I  unseen  adore, 
Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines  ; 
But  in  thy  sacred  word 

I  read,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

3  'Tis  here,  whene'er  my  comforts  droop, 
And  sins  and  sorrows  rise, 

Thy  love,  with  cheerful  beams  of  hope, 
My  fainting  heart  supplies. 

4  But  ah,  too  soon,  the  pleasing  scene 
Is  clouded  o'er  with  pain  ; 

My  gloomy  fears  rise  dark  between, 
And  I  again  complain. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  light, 
O  come,  with  blissful  ray, 

Break,  radiant,  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  my  fears  away. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 
The  wonders  of  thjr  love  ; 

But  the  full  glories  of  thy  face 
Are  only  known  above. 

HYMN  153.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  effort. 

APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
Where  Jesus  answers  pr 


HYMN  154.  289 

There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there* 

2  Thy  promise  is  m?  only  plea, 
With  this  I  venture  nigh ; 

Thou  callest  burden'd  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 
By  Satan  sorely  press'd  ; 

By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 
That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 

1  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  Mm,  M  Thou  hast  died." 

5  Oh  wondrous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die, 
To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 

That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

f»  "  Poor  tempest-tossed  soul,  be  still, 

My  promised  grace  receive  ;" 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks — I  must,  I  will, 

I  can,  I  do  believe. 

HYMN  154.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
My  soul  thirsteth  for  God. 
THIRST,  but  not  as  once  I  did, 


1 


The  vain  delights  of  earth  to  share  ; 
Thy  wxmnds,  Emmanuel,  all  forbid 
That  I  should  seek  my  pleasure  there. 
19 


290  HYMN  155. 

It  was  the  sight  of  thy  dear  cross 

First  wean'd  my  soul  from  earthly  things  7 

And  taught  me  to  esteem  as  dross 

The  mirth  of  fools,  and  pomp  of  kings. 

3  I  want  that  grace  that  springs  from  thee, 
That  quickens  all  things  where  it  flows, 

And  makes  a  wretched  thorn  like  me, 
Bloom  as  the  myrtle,  or  the  rose. 

4  Dear  fountain  of  delight  unknown  ! 
No  longer  sink  below  the  brim ; 

But  overflow,  and  pour  me  down 
A  living,  and  life-giving  stream ! 

5  For  sure,  of  all  the  plants  that  share 
The  notice  of  thy  Father's  eye, 

None  proves  less  grateful  for  his  care, 
Or  yields  him  meaner  fruit  than  I. 


HYMN  155.  Part  2d— K  M. 
The  •pilgrirrCs  song. 
M  glad  I  ever  saw  the  day 


-■-  We  met  to  sing,  and  preach,  and  pray  'r 

Here's  glory,  glory,  in  my  soul, 

Which  makes  me  praise  my  Lord  so  bold. 

2  Lord,  keep  us  safe  while  passing  through, 
And  fill  our  souls  with  meekness  too  ; 
Redeeming  grace,  that  pleasing  song, 
We'll  sing  as  we  do  pass  along. 

3  I  hope  to  praise  him  when  I  rise, 
And  shout  salvation  through  the  skies ; 


HYMN  156.  291 

Sing  glory,  glory,  in  the  air, 

Meet  all  my  Father's  children  there. 

HYMN  156.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  everlasting  song. 

"C^ARTH  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long : 
■*-*  'Tis  time  1  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  There  the  bless'd  man,  my  Savior,  sits 
That  sun  how  bright  he  shines  ! 

And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

3  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains, 
Compass  the  throne  around ; 

And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs, 
Jesus  my  love,  they  sing  ; 

Jesus,  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  ev'ry  string. 

5  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song, 
And  be  an  angel  too ; 

My  heart,  my  hands,  my  ears,  my  tongue, 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

6  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 
And  so  my  soul  should  rise  ; 

O  for  some  heav'nly  notes  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies  ! 


292  HYMN  157,  158. 

7  There  ye  that  love  my  Savior  sit ; 

There  I  would  fain  have  place 
Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 

So  1  might  see  his  face. 

HYMN  157.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

"PRO-M  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
•*-    Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attend  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals  bring, 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing, 

The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Savior's  name  1 

4  In  ev'ry  land  begin  the  song, 
To  ev'ry  land  the  strains  belong; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

HYMN  158.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
God's  goodness  to  the  children  of  men. 

YE  sons  of  men  with  joy  record 
The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound, 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 


HYMN  139.  299 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  fnvite, 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 
Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruits  and  shade, 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 

Of  fish  and  fowls,  and  beasts,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns : 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 

5  But  Oh !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  Jesus  my  love ! 
God's  only  son  in  flesh  array'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar, 
There  in  the  land  of  praise  adore ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 

HYMN  159.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  wondrous  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay  and  form'd  us  men  ; 

And  when  like  wand'ring  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again* 


2^  HYMN  160. 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  : 

And  earth  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

HYMN  160.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Self-denial  ;  or  taking  up  the  cross. 

ASHAMED  of  Christ?  my  soul  disdains 
The  mean,  ungen'rous  thought  ; 
Shall  I  disown  that  friend,  whose  blood 
To  man  salvation  brought 

2  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace  ; 

From  heaven  to  earth  he  came  ; 
For  us  endured  the  painful  cross, 

For  us  despised  the  shame. 

.3  At  his  command  we  must  take  up 

Our  cross  without  delay  : 
Our  lives — and  thousand  lives  of  ours, 

His  love  can  ne'er  repay. 

4  Each  faithful  sufPrer  Jesus  views 
With  infinite  delight ; 

Their  lives  to  him  are  dear,  their  deaths 
Are  precious  in  his  sight, 

5  To  bear  his  name,  his  cross  to  bear, 
Our  highest  honor  this  ! 


HYMN  161.  295 

Who  nobly  suffers  now  for  him, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  bliss. 

G  But  should  we  in  the  evil  day, 

From  our  profession  fly, 
Jesus  the  judge,  before  the  world 

The  traitor  will  deny. 

HYMN  16L  Part  2d— C.  P.  M. 

O  GLORIOUS  hope  of  perfect  love, 
Which  lifts  my  heart  to  things  above, 
It  bears  on  eagles'  wings  ; 
It  gives  my  ravish'd  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  feast 
With  Jesus'  priests  and  kings. 

2  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  who  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen : 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own, 
A  stranger,  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise  : 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 

A  city  in  the  skies. 

4  There  are  my  house  and  portion  fair, 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

But  Jesus  bids  me  come. 


235  HYMNlfo 

5  I  come,  thy  eervant,  Lord,  replies, 

1  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heav'nly  rest : 
Then  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end, 
And  O,  my  Savior,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast. 

HYMN  162.  Part  2d— 9s. 

Trust  and  confidence  ;  or  looking  beyond  present 
appearances. 

A  WAY,  my  unbelieving  fear  ! 
-£*•  Let  fear  in  me  no  more  take  place  ! 
My  Savior  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face  : 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no  ! 

I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 

The  with'ring  ns;-trce  droop  and  die, 
The  field  elude  the  tiller's  toil  ; 

The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford, 
And  perish  all  the  Ideating  race, 

Yet  I  will  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 

3  Away,  eaeh  unbelieving  fear, 

Let  fear  to  cheering  hope  give  place  ; 
My  Savior  will  at  length  appear, 

And  show  the  brightness  of  his  fare  : 
Though  now  my  prospects  all  be  cross'd, 

My  blooming  hoyes  cut  off  T  see, 


HYMN  163.  297 

Still  will  I  in  my  Jesus  trust, 
Whose  boundless  love  can  reach  to  me. 

4  In  hope,  believing  against  hope, 

His  promised  mercy  will  I  claim  ;  . 
His  gracious  word  shall  bear  me  up, 

To  seek  salvation  in  his  name  : 
Soon,  my  dear  Savior,  bring  it  nigh  ! 

My  soul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind, 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 


HYMN  163.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

Parting  with  carnal  joys. 

T  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away, 
•*-  Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 
Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair  ; 

And  whilst  I  listen'd  to  your  song, 
They  had  almost  convey'd  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 
That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss  ; 

That  drew  me  from  those  treach'rous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above, 

I  stretch  my  hands,  and  glance  my  eyes; 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies  ! 


298  HYMN  104. 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  endless  pleasures  roll ; 

There,  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

HYMN  164.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  successful  resolve — I  will  go  i?i  unto  the  king. 

J^OME,  anxious  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
^  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd, 
And  make  this  last  resolve. 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
Hath  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 

I  know  his  courts,  Til  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 
And  there  my  guilt  confess, 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  his  pard'ning  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  king  approach, 
Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives, 

Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 

But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

0  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 


HYMN  165.  299 

For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die." 

HYMN  165.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 

TESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
•^    A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Ashamed  of  thee  whom  angels  praise 
Whose  glory  shines  through  endless  days  ? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far, 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star  ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon, 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon  : 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  morning-star,  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No  !  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  adore  his  name. 

5  I'll  boast,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
While  thus  I  boast  a  Savior  slain  ; 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

6  His  institutions  will  I  prize, 

Take  up  the  cross,  the  shame  despise ; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 


300  hymn  iea 

HYMN  166.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

"When  thou  hearest  the  sound  of  a  going  in  the 
tops  of  the  mulberry-trees,  then  thou  shalt  bestir 
thyself 

WHAT  joyful  sound  is  this  I  hear, 
Rush  from  the  mulberry-tops  1 
Ye  saints,  give  ear,  the  Lord  draws  near, 
Your  drooping  heads  lift  up. 

2  Hark  !  hear  the  sound,  it  moves  around, 
How  sweet  the  accents  are  ! 

My  joys  abound,  I  know  the  sound, 
It  is  the  voice  of  prayer. 

3  Elijah's  little  cloud  appears, 
Hangs  o'er  the  thirsty  land  ; 

Lift  up  your  voice,  ye  saints  rejoice, 
There  is  a  shower  at  hand. 

4  God  will  appear  on  Z ion's  side, 
And  make  his  power  known  ; 

The  saints  shall  see,  and  joyful  be, 
The  world  his  name  shall  own. 

5  The  aged  sinner,  grace  shall  know, 
And  taste  the  powers  above  ; 

The  lovely  jTouth  embrace  the  truth, 
And  sing  redeeming  love. 

6  Then  praise  the  Lord,  }Te  saints  of  his, 
Rejoice  in  hope,  and  pray  ; 

Wait  on  the  Lord,  with  sweet  accord  \ 
Behold  the  dawn  of  dav* 


HYMN  167.  301 

HYMN  167.  Part  2d— C.  P.  M. 

The  fall  of  Babylon. 

/"10ME,  brethren,  let  us  join  and  sing 
^  The  growing  empire  of  our  King, 

Who  spilt  his  precious  blood  : 
His  life  a  ransom  gave  for  all, 
That  he  might  save  our  souls  from  thrall, 

And  bring  us  home  to  God. 

2  He  rides  victorious  through  the  land, 
His  saints  rejoice,  his  heralds  stand, 

And  they  aloud  do  call ; 
Sinners,  repent,  to  Jesus  fly, 
While  he  in  mercy  passes  by, 

And  offers  grace  to  all. 

3  The  work  of  God  is  going  on, 
Souls  daily  llee  from  Babylon, 

And  on  the  Lord  do  call ; 
Dull  formalists,  with  wonder  gaze, 
And  Babel's  merchants  stand  amazed, 

To  see  their  mother  fall. 

4  The  wilderness  doth  sweetly  ring 
With  prayers  and  praises  to  the  King, 

Who  sits  on  Z  ion's  hill ; 
The  towns  and  cities  hear  the  voice  ; 
The  sinners  mourn,  the  saints  rejoice, 

With  praise,  the  streets  are  fill'd. 

5  Ride  on,  all-conq'ring  King,  ride  on; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done, 

Let  heaven  and  earth  agree 
To  sound  aloud  thy  worthy  fame, 


302  HYMN  168. 

Till  all  our  souls  shall  be  on  flame 
To  rise  and  reign  with  thee. 

HYMN  168.  Part  2d— P.  M. 

The  jewels  of  the  Lord. 
e  jewels  of  my  Master, 


Y 


Who  shine  with  heavenly  rays, 
Amid  the  beams  of  glory, 

Reflect  immortal  blaze  ; 
Ye  diamonds  of  beauty, 

With  pleasing  lustre  crown 'd, 
Of  heavenly  extraction, 

To  Z ion's  city  bound. 

2  Ye  lambs  of  my  Redeemer, 
The  purchase  of  his  blood, 

Who  feed  among  the  lilies, 

Beside  the  purple  flood; 
Go  on,  ye  happy  pilgrims, 

Your  journey  still  pursue, 
And  at  an  humble  distance, 

I'll  sing,  and  follow  too. 

3  When  I  beheld  your  order 
And  harmony  of  soul, 

And  heard  divinest  numbers 

In  pure  devotion  roll, 
And  gems  immortal  glowing 

With  such  enlivening  grace, 
I  view'd  the  Savior's  image 

Impress'd  on  every  face. 

4  Speak  often  to  each  other, 
To  cheer  the  fainting  mind  ; 


HYMN  168.  303 

And  often  be  your  voices 

In  pure  devotion  join'd  ; 
Though  trials  may  await  you, 

The  crown  before  you  lies  ; 
Take  courage,  brother  pilgrims, 

And  soon  you'll  win  the  prize. 

5  "  You  shall  be  mine,"  says  Jesus, 

"  In  that  auspicious  day, 
When  I  make  up  my  jewels, 

Released  from  cumb'rous  clay.'7 
He'll  polish  and  refine  you 

From  worthless  dross  and  sin, 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom 

Will  bid  you  enter  in. 

G  On  that  important  morning, 

When  bursting  thunders  sound, 
And  nimble  lightnings  waving, 

Shall  wing  the  gloom  profound  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads  rejoicing, 

And  clap  your  joj'ful  hands  ; 
Lo,  you're  redeem'd  for  ever 

From  death's  corrupted  bands. 

7  As  Aaron  with  his  girdle, 
In  shining  jewels  dress'd, 

Bore  all  the  tribes  of  Israel 

Inscribed  upon  his  breast ; 
So  will  the  Priest  of  Zion, 

Before  the  Father's  throne, 
Present  the  heirs  of  glory, 

And  God  the  kindred  own. 

8  The  golden  bells  will  echo 
Around  the  sacred  lull, 


304  HYMN  169. 

And  sweet,  immortal  anthems, 

The  vocal  regions  fill ; 
In  everlasting  beauty 

The  shining  millions  stand, 
Safe  on  the  Rock  of  ages, 

Amid  the  promised  land. 

9  We'll  range  the  wide  dominion 

Of  our  Redeemer  round, 
And  in  dissolving  raptures 

Be  lost  in  love  profound : 
While  all  the  flaming  harpers 

Begin  the  lasting  song, 
With  hallelujahs  rolling 

From  the  unnumber'd  throng. 

HYMN  169.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Separation. 

COME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed, 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 
And  walk  this  narrow,  happy  road. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 
But  soon  you'll  walk  the  golden  street ; 
Though  hell  may  rage  and  vent  her  spite, 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 

3  The  happy  day  will  soon  appear, 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  you  shall  hear 
Sound  through  the  earth,  yea,  down  to  hell, 
To  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

4  Behold  the  skies  in  burning  flame, 
The  trumpet  loud  does  now  proclaim, 


HYMN  170.  305 

The  world  must  hear  and  know  their  doom. 
The  separation  now  is  come. 

5  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home  ; 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come  ; 

While  Christ,  the  Judge,  their  joy  proclaims, 
Here  come  my  saints,  I  own  their  names, 

6  Ye  everlasting  doors,  fly  wide, 
Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride  : 

Ye  harps  of  heaven,  come  sound  aloud, 
Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood. 

7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  lines, 
Whose  glitt'ring  robes,  the  sun  outshines ; 
See  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 

And  march  in  splendor  round  the  throne. 

8  They  stand  in  wonder,  and  look  on, 
And  join  in  one  eternal  song, 

Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire, 
While  rapture  sets  their  hearts  on  fire. 

HYMN  170.  Part  2d— 10  &  1L 
The  Christian1 's  warrant. 

THOUGH  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  af- 
fright, 
Though  friends  all  should  fail,  and  foes  all 

unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide. 
The  promise  assures  us  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  store-house  are 

fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  in  our  Head ; 
20 


30G  HYMN  170. 

His  saints,  what  is  fitting*  shall  ne'er  be  de- 
nied, 
So  loDg  as  'tis  written  the  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  all  may,  like  ships,  by  tempests  be  toss'd 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  shall  not  be  lost ; 
Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 

iripture  engages  the  Lord  wilt  provide. 

4  His  call  we'll  obey,  like  Abra'm  of  old  : 
We  know  not  the  way,  but  faith  maJs.es  us  bold  ; 
For  though  we  are  strangers,  we  have  a  sure 

guide, 
And  trust,  in  all  dangers,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  the  path, 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we'll  triumph  by  faith  ; 
He  cannot  take  from  us,  though  oft  he  has  tried, 
This    heart-cheering  promise,  the   Lord  will 

provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain. 
The  tr^od  that  we  seek,  we  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when   such  suggestions  our  graces  have 

tried, 
This  answers  all  questions,  the.  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness  we 

claim, 
Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus'  own  name  : 
In  this,  our  strong  tower,  for  safety  we'll  hide, 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

8  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view. 
The  word  of  his  grace  ^hall  comfort  us  through  ; 


HYMN  171.  307 

.or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our 
side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  the  Lord  will  provide 

HYMN  171.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  promised  land. 

f\N  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
^  And  cast  a  wishful  eye, 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting,  rapt'rous  scene, 
That  rises  to  my  sight ; 

Sweet  fields,  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail, 
On  trees  immortal  grow ; 

There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  va7es, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide,  extended  plains, 
Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 

There  God,  the  sun,  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  or  pois'nous  breath 
Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 

Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
And  be  for  ever  bless'd  ? 

When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  fare, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 


308  HYMN  172. 

7  FilPd  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Can  here  no  longer  stay ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 

Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

HYMN  172.  Part  2d— CM. 

Warning  to  sinners  to  flee  from  the  wrath  to  cojne. 

"\T7*ITH  love  of  pity  I  look  round 
*  *     Upon  my  fellow-clay  ; 

See  men  reject  the  gospel  sound, 
Good  God  !  what  shall  I  say  ? 

2  Now  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 
O  sinners  !  come  away  ; 

The  Savior's  knocking  at  your  door, 
Arise,  without  delay. 

3  Do  not  refuse  to  give  him  room, 
Lest  mercy  should  withdraw  ; 

He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come, 
To  execute  his  law. 

4  Then  where,  poor  sinners,  will  you  be, 
If  destitute  of  grace  ; 

When  you  your  injured  Judge  shall  see, 
And  stand  before  his  face  ! 

5  O  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight, 
How  would  you  wish  to  fly 

To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  night, 
From  that  all-searching  eye. 

6  But  death  and  hell  must  all  appear, 
And  you  among  them  stand ; 


HYMN  173.  §09 

Before  the  great,  impartial  bar, 
Arraign'd  at  Christ's  left  hand. 

7  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vain, 

But  lend  a  list'ning  ear, 
Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again, 

When  wrapp'd  in  keen  despair. 

HYMN  173.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

God  hath  commanded  all  men  every  where  to 

repent. 
T>  EPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
-*-*'  Nor  longer  dare  delay  ; 
The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  piercing  eye  of  God 
O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 

His  heralds  are  despatch'd  abroad 
To  warn  the  wrorld  of  sin. 

3  The  summons  goes  through  all  the  world  ^ 
Let  earth  attend  and  fear : 

Listen,  ye  men  of  royal  birth, 
And  let  your  vassals  hear. 

4  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 
And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 

Embrace  the  blessed  Savior  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

5  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  you  to  his  bar ; 

For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound. 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 


MO  HYMN  174,  175. 

6  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days ; 
Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall 

And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 

HYMN  174.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
True  liberty  given  by  Christ. 

HARK  !  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls, 
To  life  and  liberty  ; 
Transported  fall  before  his  feet, 
Who  makes  the  pris'ners  free. 

2  The  cruel  bonds  of  sin  he  breaks, 
And  breaks  old  Satan's  chain  ; 

Smiling,  he  deals  those  pardons  round, 
Which  free  from  dreadful  pain. 

3  Into  the  captive  heart  he  pours 
His  Spirit  from  on  high  ; 

We  lose  the  terrors  of  a  slave, 
And  Abba  Father  cry. 

4  Shake  off  your  bonds,  and  sing  his  grace, 
The  sinner's  friend  proclaim  ; 

And  call  on  all  around  to  seek 
True  freedom  by  his  name. 

5  Walk  on  at  large,  till  you  attain 
Your  Father's  house  above  ; 

There  shall  you  wear  immortal  crowns, 
And  sing  immortal  love. 

HYMN  175.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 
The  wandering  pilgrims. 
T\7AND'RING   pilgrims,  mourning  Chris- 
»v  tians, 

Weak  and  tempted  lambs  of  Christ, 


HYMN  175.  311 

Who  endure  great  tribulation, 

And  with  sins  are  much  distress'd ; 

Christ  has  sent  me  to  invite  you 
To  a  rich  and  costly  feast ; 

Let  not  shame  nor  pride  prevent  you, 
Come,  the  sweet  provision  taste. 

2  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting, 
And  bemoan  your  wretched  case  ; 

Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  repenting, 

He  will  give  you  gospel  grace. 
If  you  want  a  heart  to  fear  him, 

Love  and  serve  him  all  >our  days  ; 
Only  come  to  Christ  and  ask  him, 

He  will  guide  your  tftet  always. 

3  If,  like  Peter,  you  are  sinking 
In  the  sea  of  unbelief, 

Wait  with  patience,  always  praying, 
Christ  will  send  you  sweet  relief. 

He  will  give  you  grace  and  glory, 
And  your  wants  shall  be  supplied  ; 

Canaan,  Canaan,  lies  before  you, 
Rise,  and  cross  the  swelling  tide. 

4  Death  shall  not  destroy  your  comfort, 
Christ  will  guard  you  through  the  gloom, 

Down  he'll  send  a  heavenly  convoy, 

To  convey  you  to  his  home. 
There  you'll  spend  your  days  in  pleasure, 

Free  from  ev'ry  want  and.  care  ; 
Come,  O  Come,  my  blessed  Savior, 

Fain  my  spirit  would  be  there. 


gig  HYMN  170,  177. 

HYMN  17G.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

Fear  not. 

YE  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears. 
Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flows 
In  one  continued  stream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; 
God  will  these  powers  restrain ; 

His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good, 
He  will  for  his  provide  ; 

Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 
Or  leave  his  work  undone  ; 

He  's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  You  in  his  wisdom,  power  and  grace,. 
May  confidently  trust ; 

His  wisdom  guides,  his  power  protects, 
His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

HYMN  177.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Death  mid  Heaven. 

AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
And  let  it  faiat  and  die  ; 
I  soon  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale* 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  ; 
Shall  join  the  glorified  saints, 


HYMN  178.  313 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest ; 
That  only  bliss  for  -which  it  pants, 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 
I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 

And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain  ; 
I  suffer  on  my  three-score  years, 

Till  my  deliverer  come  : 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me  * 
Before  my  ravish'd  eyes, 

Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 

And  trees  of  paradise  ; 
I  see  a  host  of  brethren  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there  ; 
They  all  are  robed  in  spotless  white, 

And  conq'ring  palms  they  bear 

4  O  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 
If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 

With  that  enraptured  host  t'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet? 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  case  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away  ; 
But  let  me  find  my  friends  again, 

In  that  eternal  day. 


S 


HYMN  178.  Port  2d— L.  M. 

OON  I  shall  hear  the  solemn  call 
(Prepared  or  not)  to  yield  my  breath, 


314  HYMN  170. 

And  this  poor  mortal  frame  must  fall 
A  helpless  prey  to  cruel  death. 

2  Then  look,  my  soul,  look  forward  now, 
And  anchor  safe,  beyond  the  flood : 

Bow  to  the  Savior's  footstool,  bow, 
And  get  a  life  secure  in  God. 

3  Before  these  fleeting  hours  are  gone, 
I'll  bid  this  mortal  world  adieu  ; 

And  to  the  Lord  I'll  now  resign 
My  life,  my  breath,  and  spirit  too, 

4  Then  welcome  death,  with  all  its  force, 
No  more  I'll  fear  the  gaping  grave  ; 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  last  resource, 
Will  reach  his  arm  my  soul  to  save. 

5  He  will  not  hide  his  smiling  face, 
Nor  leave  me  in  that  trying  hour  ; 

I'll  trust  my  soul  upon  his  grace, 

And,  cheerful,  leave  this  mortal  shore. 

HYMN  179.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
On  the  death  of  a  Minister. 

NOW  let  our  mourning  hearts  revive, 
And  all  your  tears  be  dry  ; 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Savior  nigh  ? 

2  What  though  the  arm  of  conq'ring  Death 
Does  God's  own  house  invade  ; 

What  though  the  prophet  and  the  priest 
Be  number'd  witfj  the  dead  f 


HYMN  18a  US 

8  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young, 
The  watchful  eyes  in  darkness  closed, 

And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue  ; 

4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 
New  comfort  to  impart ; 

His  eyes  still  guide  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

5  "  Lo,  I  am  with  you,"  saitn  the  Lord, 
"  My  church  shall  safe  abide  ; 

For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 
Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 

6  Through  ev'ry  scene  of  life  and  death, 
This  promise  is  our  trust ; 

And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
When  we  are  cold  in  dust. 

HYMN  180.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
At  the  funeral  of  a  young  person. 

WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away, 
By  Death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
O  may  this  truth,  impress'd 

With  awful  power,  I  too  must  die — ■  >^ 

Sink  deep  in  ev'ry  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more : 
Behold  the  gaping  tomb, 


31G  HYMN  181. 

It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour, 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 
-May  cv'ry  heart  obey  : 

Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 
Whose  powerful  arm  can  save  ; 

Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  healing  power; 

This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 

HYMN  181.  Part  2d— S.  M. 

The  final  sentence  crnd  misery  of  the  wicked. 

A  ND  will  the  Judge  descend, 
■**•  And  must  the  dead  arise  1 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  And  from  his  righteous  lips 
Shall  this  dread  sentence  sound, 

And,  through  the  num'rous,  guilty  throng, 
Spread  black  despair  around? 

3  "  Depart  from  me,  accurs'd, 
To  everlasting  flame, 

For  rebel  angels  first  prepared, 
Where  mercy  never  came." 


HYMN  182.  317 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day, 

When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face, 
Astonish'd  shrink  away  1 

5  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 
The  mansions  of  the  dead, 

Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread ! 

6  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 
Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear ; 

Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

7  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 
By  which  the  Savior  bled  ; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 

HYMN  182.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
And  answer  in  that  day, 
For  ev'ry  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  ev'ry  word  I  say  ? 

2  Yes,  ev'ry  secret  of  my  heart 
Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 

And  I  receive  my  just  desert, 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful,  then,  ought  I  to  live  ? 
With  what  religious  fear  ; 

Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behavior  here  ' 


318  HYMN  183. 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
The  watchful  power  bestow  ; 

So  shall  I  1o  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  V  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near ! 

make  my  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 

HYMN  183.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Another  year. 

FATHER  of  mercies  !  God  of  love  ! 
Whose  kind  eompassion  still  we  prove 
Our  praise  accept,  and  bless  us  here, 
Thus  brought  to  see — another  year. 

2  What  shall  we  render  to  thy  name, 
Or  how  thy  glorious  praise  proclaim ! 
Whose  constant,  kind,  indulgent  care, 
Has  brought  us  to — another  year. 

3  Thy  bounty,  pity,  patience  too, 
With  thankful  hearts,  Lord,  we  review ; 
And  own  we've  had  a  plenteous  share 
To  bring  us  to — another  year. 

4  Our  souls,  our  all,  we  here  resign  ; 
Make  us,  and  keep  us  ever  thine  ; 
And  grant  that  in  thy  love  and  fear 
We  may  begin — another  year. 

5  Be  this  our  sweet  experience  still, 
To  know  and  c]o  thy  holy  will ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  with  joy  sincere, 
Bless  thee  for  this — another  year. 


HYMN  184.  319 

6  Help  us  to  walk,  as  in  thy  sight, 
With  growing  pleasure  and  delight ; 
Then,  whether  life  or  death  appear, 
We'll  bless  thee  for — another  year. 

7  Still,  Lord,  through  life  thy  love  display, 
And  then  in  death's  .         •     Uingday, 
We'll  joyful  part  with  all  that's  here, 

Nor  wish  on  earth — another  year. 

HYMN  184.  Part  2d— C.  M.         * 
New-Year1  s  day. 

AND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 
Of  thy  short  life  is  pass'd ; 

1  cannot  long  continue  here, 

And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Much  of  my  dubious  life  is  gone, 
Nor  will  return  again  ; 

And  swift  my  passing  moments  run, 
The  few  that  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul !  with  utmost  care, 
Thy  true  condition  learn  ; 

What  are  thy  hopes,  how  sure,  how  fair, 
And  what  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Now  a  scene  of  life  begins, 
Set  out  afresh  for  heaven  ; 

Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 

h  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 
And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 


320  HYMN  185,  186. 

With  zeal  pursue  the  heav'nly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

HYMN  185.  Part  2d— S.  M. 

Evening. 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear ; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 

So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 

May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise. 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  pass'd, 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

HYMN  186.  Part  2d— 12  &  11. 

For  Saturday  evening — Tunc — Family  Bible. 

HOW  tranquil  this  moment  when  freed  from 
commotion,  [days ; 

And  oares   that   perplexed  me   for  six  busy 


HYMN  186.  321 

The  season's  well  suited  to  mental  devotk 
3  think  of  God's  goodness,  and  breathe  foi 
his  praise.  [haTO  crowded, 

Through  the  week  many  dangers  around  me. 
To  evils  how  many  have  fallen  a  prey  ; 

Jehovah's  pavilion  my  soul  has  enshrouded, 
His    Spirit  has  led  me  the    strait   narrow 
way. 

Protected  in  mercy,  upheld  by  his  power, 

I'll  spend  in  his  worship  this  favorite  hour. 

M  )  cast  a  look  back  on  the  week  now  departed, 

Retracing  my  footsteps  in  search  of  each  ill, 
Tis  grace  that  has  kept  me,  or  I  had  deserted 

The  cause  of  religion  and  God's  righteous 
will. 
Imi  praises  be  given  to  him  for  protection, 

For  watching  my  footsteps,  and  guarding  my 

way,  [tion, 

With  heart  overflowing,  and  warm  with  affec- 

111  speak  of  his  goodness,  by  night  and  by 
3>K>1ected  in  mercy,  &c.  [day. 

3  This   week   then   I'll   close   with  renew'd 
resolution, 
My  remnant  of  life  in  his  service  to  spend ; 
"When  life  shall  advance  to  its  last  diminution, 
I'll  hail  with  composure  my  toils  at  an  end. 
Should   God  through  another  week  deign  to 
protect  me,  [light; 

Midst  life's  busy  cares,  be  they  heavy  or 
The  llioughts  of  his  goodness  each  day  shall 
affect  me,  [night. 

And  urge  me  to  praise  him  each   Saturday 
Protected  in  mercy,  &c. 
21 


322  HYMN  187. 

HYMN  187.  Part  2d— 7a. 

Presumption  and  despair. 

I  HATE  the  tempter  and  his  charms ; 
I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath ; 
The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms, 
To  cheat  our  souls  to  death. 

2  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 
Or  kills  with  slavish  fear ; 

And  holds  us  still  in  wide  extremes — 
Presumption  or  despair. 

3  Now  he  persuades,  "  How  easy  'tis 
To  walk  the  road  to  heaven  ;" 

Anon  he  swells  our  sins,  and  cries, 
"  They  cannot  he  forgiven." 

4  He  bids  young  sinners,  "Yet  forbear 
To  think  of  God  or  death ; 

For  prayer  and  devotion  are 
But  melancholy  breath." 

5  He  tells  the  aged,  "  You  must  die, 
And  'tis  too  lale  to  pray  : 

In  vain  for  mercy  now  you  cry, 
For  you  have  lost  your  day." 

6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne, 
By  mischief  and  deceit ; 

And  drags  the  sons  of  Adam  down 
To  darkness  and  the  pit. 


HYMN  188.  823 

HYMN  188.  Part  2d— L.  M.  ®. 

Farewell. 

TDAREWELL,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

-*-    The  gospel  sounds  the  Jubilee  ; 

My  stamm'ring  tongue  shall  sound  aloud 

From  land  to  land,  from  sea  to  sea ; 
And  as  I  preach  from  place  to  place, 
I'll  trust  alone  in  God's  free  grace. 

2  FareweU  in  bonds  of  union  dear. 
Like  strings  you  twine  about  my  heart; 

I  humbly  beg  your  earnest  prayer, 

Till  we  shall  meet  no  more  to  part; 
Till  we  shall  meet  in  heaven  above, 
Encircled  in  eternal  love. 

3  Farewell  my  earthly  friends  below, 
Although  so  kind  and  dear  to  me  ; 

My  Jesus  calls,  and  I  must  go, 
To  sound  the  gospel  jubilee  : 
To  sound  the  joy,  and  bear  the  news 
To  Gentile  nations  raid  the  Jews. 

4  Farewell,  young  people,  one  and  all, 
While  God  will  give  me  breath  to  breathe, 

I'll  pray  to  the  eternall  All, 

That  your  dear  souls  in  Christ  may  live — 
That  your  dear  souls  prepared  may  be, 
To  dwell  in  bliss  eternally. 

5  Farewell  to  all  below  the  sun, 
And  as  I  pass  in  tears  below, 


324  HYMN  189. 

The  path  is  straight  my  feet  shall  run ; 

And  God  will  keep  me  as  I  go — 
And  God  will  keep  me  in  his  hand, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 
6  Farewell,  farewell !  I  look  above  ; 

Jesus,  my  friend,  to  thee  I  call , 
My  joy,  my  crown,  my  only  love, 

My  safeguard  here,  my  heaven,  my  all. 
My  theme  to  preach,  my  song  to  sing, 
My  only  hope  in  death — Amen. 

HYMN  189.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Pilgrim's  farewell. 

PILGRIMS,  with  pleasure,  let  us  part, 
Since  we  are  of  one  mind  and  heart ; 
No  length  of  days,  nor  distant  place, 
Can  ever  break  these  bands  of  grace. 

2  Parting  with  joy,  we'll  join  and  sing 
The  wonders  of  our  Lord  and  King ; 
Our  distant  bodies  may  remove, 

But  nothing  shall  divide  our  love. 

3  In  vain  may  earth  and  hell  combine, 
To  quench  that  love  which  is  divine  ; 
It  will  not  cease  with  dying  breath, 
Nor  cool  when  we  are  cold  in  death. 

4  Now  join'd  in  love  in  Jesus'  name, 
Let's  part  and  fly  to  spread  his  fame  ; 
That  other  souls  may  leave  their  wo, 
And  share  with  us  in  glory  too. 

5  A  few  more  rolling  days  and  years 
Shall  bring  a  period  to  our  tears  ; 


HYMN  190.  325 

We  soon  shall  reach  that  blissful  shore, 
Where  parting  shall  be  known  no  more. 
6  And  then  we  shall  adore  the  hand, 
That  led  us  through  this  desert  land ; 
Lose  all  our  griefs,  forget  our  pain, 
And  join  in  everlasting  strains. 

HYMN  190.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

At  the  ?neeting  of  friends. 

XITELL  met,  dear  friends,  in  Jesus'  name, 

*  *    Come,  let  us  now  rejoice, 
While  we  our  Savior's  praise  proclaim, 
With  cheerful  heart  and  voice. 

2  But  oh !  dear  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God, 
Send  down  the  heavenly  Dove  ; 

Thy  blessing  now  diffuse  abroad, 
And  warm  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  In  vain,  dear  Savior,  here  we  meet, 
Except  thy  face  we  see ; 

Thy  presence  makes  a  heaven  most  sweet, 
Whene'er  we  meet  with  thee. 

4  A  dungeon  shows  a  heavenly  dawn, 
WTien  there,  with  thee  we  dwell ; 

But  when  thy  presence  is  withdrawn 
A  palace  proves  a  hell. 

5  Then,  O  dear  Jesus,  condescend, 
To  meet  us  with  a  smile  ; 

Thy  Spirit's  quick'ning  influence,  send, 
And  purge  our  hearts  from  guile. 

6  That,  at  the  close,  each  one  may  say 
4<  We  meet  not  here  in  vain ! 


826  HYMN  191. 

For  we  have  tasted  heaven  to-day, 
Nor  could  we  more  contain." 


HYMN  191.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
When  met  for  worship. 

TESUS,  let  not  thy  grace  delay 
**  To  meet  us  with  thy  love  ; 
Drive  interposing  clouds  away, 
And  make  our  guilt  remove. 

2  Come  in  with  power,  to  ev'ry  soul, 
O,  thou  immortal  dove  ; 

Make  ev'ry  wounded  spirit  whole, 
With  thy  redeeming  love. 

3  "We  long  to  meet  our  God  to-day, 
And  taste  thy  grace  divine, 

That  ev'ry  soul  with  joy  may  say, 
My  Lord,  my  God  is  mine. 

4  What  do  we  here  without  thy  grace, 
O  blessed  Lamb  of  God ! 

'Twill  be  a  dark  and  tiresome  place, 
Unless  we  feel  thy  word. 

5  Here's  some  that  pant,  O  God,  to  see 
Thy  face,  and  taste  thy  love  ; 

O  speak,  and  brini£  us  near  to  thee, 
And  make  our  doubts  remove. 

6  Jesus,  inspire  each  heart  and  tongue, 
To  learn  thy  precious  name  ; 

Redeeming  love  shall  be  our  song, 
And  we  thy  love  proclaim. 


HYMN  192,  193,  327 

HYMN  192.  Part  2d— C.  M- 
Met  for  worship. 

HERE,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
We've  met  to  seek  thy  face ; 
O  let  us  feel  th'  eternal  word, 
And  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

2  O  may  this  be  a  happy  hour, 
To  ev'ry  mourning  soul ; 

Display  thy  love,  make  known  thy  power, 
And  make  the  wounded  whole. 

3  O  may  a  spark  of  heavenly  fire, 
Each  stupid  soul  inflame, 

And  sacred  love  our  tongues  inspire 
To  praise  thy  worthy  name. 

4  Let  ev'ry  soul  the  Savior  see, 
And  taste  his  love  divine  ; 

And  ev'ry  heart  for  ever  be, 
United,  Lord,  with  thine. 

HYMN  193.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Morning  before  baptism  ;  or  at  the  water-side. 

HOW  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work, 
Which  we  attend  to-day  ! 
Now  for  a  holy,  solemn  frame, 
O  God,  to  thee  we  pray. 

2  O  may  we  feel  as  once  we  felt, 
When  pain'd  and  grieved  at  heart, 

Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look, 
Relieved  our  ev'ry  smart. 


32a  HYMN  194. 

3  Let  grace,  which  then  was  exercised, 
Be  exercised  again : 

And  nurtured  by  celestial  power,  j^ 
In  exercise  remain. 

4  Awake  our  love,  our  fear,  our  hope, 
Wake  fortitude  and  joy  ; 

Vain  world,  begone,  let  things  above, 
Our  happy  thoughts  employ. 

5  While  thee,  oiir  Savior  and  our  Lord, 
To  all  around  we  own ; 

Drive  each  rebellious,  rival  lust, 
Each  traitor  from  the  throne. 

6  Instruct  our  minds,  our  wills  subdue, 
To  heaven  our  passions  raise  : 

That  hence  our  lives,  our  all  may  be 
Devoted  to  thy  praise. 

HYMN  194.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

TVLESS'D  be  the  dear,  uniting  love, 
-*-*  That  will  not  let  us  part, 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 
Where  he  appoints  we  go  ; 

And  still  in  Jesus'  iooistcps  tread, 
And  show  his  praise  below, 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 
And  nothing  know  beside, 

Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified, ! 


HYMN  105.  329 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 
To  his  beloved  embrace  ; 

Expect  his  fulness  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Savior's  grace, 
The  same  in  mind  and  heart, 

Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 
Which  shall  our  flesh  restore  : 

When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

HYMN  195.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Friends  parting. 

LORD,  when  together  here  we  meet, 
And  taste  thy  heavenly  grace  ; 
Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sweet, 
We're  loath  to  leave  the  place. 

2  But,  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will, 
That  we  must  part  again, 

Yet  let  thy  special  presence  still 
With  every  one  remain. 

3  And  let  us  all  in  Christ  be  one, 
Bound  with  the  cords  of  love  ; 

Till  we,  before  thy  glorious  throne, 
Shall  joyful  meet  above. 

4  There,  void  of  all  distracting  pains, 
Our  spirits  ne'or  shall  tire  ; 


830  HYMN  106. 

But  in  seraphic,  endless  strains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

5  All  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart, 
Shall  then  for  ever  fly  ; 

Nor  shall  a  thought  that  we  must  part, 
Once  interrupt  our  joy. 

6  And  thus,  to  all  eternity, 
Upon  the  heavenly  shore, 

The  great,  mysterious  Deity, 
Jehovah,  we'll  adore. 


HYMN  196.  Part  2d— lis. 
Farewell. 

FAREWELL,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  is 
at  hand, 
That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social  band; 
Our  several  engagements  do  call  us  away, 
Separation  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  loving  Christians,  farewell  for  a 

while, 
We'll  soon  meet  again,  if  kind  Heaven  should 

smile  ; 
And  while  we  are  parted  and  scattcr'd  abroad, 
We'll  pray  for  each  other,and  wrestle  with  God. 

3  Farewell,   faithful  soldiers,  you'll  soon  be 

discharged, 
The  war  is  just  ended,  the  treasure's  enlarged; 
With  singing  and  shouting,  tho'  Jordan  may 

roar, 
We'll  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  rest  on  the  shore. 


HYMN  196.  831 

4  Farewell,ye  young  converts,  who've  listed  for 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near;  [war, 
And  though  you  must  walk  through  this  dark 

wilderness,  [peace. 

Your  Captain's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you  to 

5  The  world,  flesh,  and  Satan,  and  hell  all  unite, 
And  bold  persecutors  will  strive  to  affright ; 
Yet  Jesus  stands  foryou,  he's  greater  than  they, 
Let  this  animate  you  to  march  on  the  way. 

6  Farewell,  seeking  mourners,  with  sad  broken 

heart,  [part ; 

O  haste  to  know  Jesus,  and  choose  the  good 
He's  full  of  compassion,  and  mighty  to  save, 
His  arms  are  extended,  your  souls  to  receive. 

7  Farewell,   careless  sinners,  for  you  do   I 

mourn, 

To  think  of  your  danger,  and  you  unconcern'd; 

I've  heard  of  a  judgment  where  all  must  ap- 
pear, [fear. 

O,  there  you'll  stand  trembling  with  tormenting 

8  Your  frolics  and  pastimes,  in  which  you  de- 

light, [fright ; 

Will  serve  to  torment  you  in  that  dreadful 
You'll  think  on  these  sermons  which  you've 

heard  in  vain, 
When  hope's  gone  for  ever  of  hearing  again. 

9  Farewell,  faithful  pilgrims,    farewell    all 

around,  [sound, 

Perhaps  we'll  not  meet  till  the  last  trump  shall 


332  HYMN  1OT. 

To  meet  you  fn  glory,  I  give  you  my  hand, 
The  Savior  to  praise  in  a  pure  social  band. 

HYMN  197.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 

The  good  Shepherd. 

T  ET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Savior, 
•*-'  Come  and  bid  our  jarring  cease  ; 
Come,  O  come,  and  reign  for  ever, 

God  of  love,  and  Prince  of  peace : 
Visit  now  the  precious  Zion, 

See  thy  people  mourn  and  weep  ; 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

2  Many  follow  men's  inventions, 
And  submit  to  human  laws  ; 

Hence  divisions  and  contentions 

Sully  the  Redeemer's  cause  : 
Hence  we  suffer  persecution, 

While  the  foolish  virgins  sleep  ; 
All  is  uproar  and  confusion, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  lead  thy  sheep. 

3  Some  of  Paul,  some  of  Apollos, 
Some  of  Cephas,  few  agree  ;' 

Jesus,  let  us  hear  thee  call  us, 

Help  us,  Lord,  to  follow  thee  : 
Then  we'll  rush  through  what  encumbers, 

Ev'ry  hind'rance  overleap  ! 
Fearing  not  their  force  and  numbers, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

4  Lord,  in  us,  there  is  no  merit, 
We've  been  sinners  from  our  youth; 


HYMN  197.  333 

Guide  us,  Lord,  by  thy  good  Spirit, 
That  shall  teach  us  all  thy  truth : 

On  the  gospel  word  we'll  venture, 
Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep  ; 

Love's  our  bond,  and  Christ  our  centre, 
Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

5  Come,  good  Lord,  with  courage  arm  us, 
Persecution  we'll  not  fear  ; 

Nothing,  Lord,  we  know  can  harm  us, 
While  our  loving  Shepherd's  near  : 

Glory,  glory,  be  to  Jesus, 

At  his  name  our  hearts  do  leap  ; 

He  both  comforts  us  and  frees  us, 
The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

6  Hear  the  Prince  of  your  salvation, 
Saying,  "  Fear  not,  little  flock, 

I,  myself,  am  your  foundation, 

Ye  are  built  upon  this  rock  ; 
Shun  the  path  of  vice  and  folly, 

Lest  you  sink  into  the  deep  ; 
Look  to  me,  and  be  ye  holy, 

I  delight  to  feed  my  sheep." 

7  Christ  alone,  our  souls  shall  rest  on, 
Taught  by  him,  we  own  his  name  ; 

Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus, 
How  it  doth  our  hearts  inflame  ; 

Glory  !  glory  !  give  him  glory, 
Strong  is  he,  and  he  will  keep  ; 

He  will  clear  our  way  before  us, 
The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 


334  HYMN  198. 

HYMN  198.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Wedding  Hymn. 
QINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 
^  To  grace  a  marriage  feast : 
O  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands  ; 

Their  union  with  thy  presence  crown, 
And  bless  their  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace,  their  hearts  endow, 
Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 

Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love,  their  souls  unite, 
That  they,  with  Christian  care, 

May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  each  their  share. 

5  True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 
In  prayer,  and  faith,  and  hope, 

And  see,  with  joy,  a  goodly  seed, 
To  build  their  household  up. 

G  As  Isaac  and  Rcbocra  nave 

A  pattern  chaste  and  kind  : 
So  may  this  married  couple  live 

And  die,  in  friendship  join'd. 

7  On  every  soul  assembled  here, 
Now  make  thy  face  to  shine  ; 

Thy  goodness  more  our  hearts  can  cheer, 
Than  richest  food  or  wine. 


H 


HYMN  199,200.  335 

HYMN  199.  Part  2d— 11  &  10. 
The  Star  in  the  East. 
AIL  the  bless'd  morn,  when  the  great  Me- 
diator, 

Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descends ; 
Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  in  the  manger, 
Lo,  for  his  guards,  the  bright  angels  attend. 

CHORUS. 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid 
Star  in  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle,  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 
Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 

Angels  adore  Him,  in  slumber  reclining, 

Wise  men  and  shepherds  before  him  do  fall. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  with  costly  devotion, 
Odors  (if  Eden,  and  ofPrings  divine,  [ocean, 

Gems  of  the  i  and  pearls  from  the 

Myrrh  from  the  fores',  and  gold  from   the 
mine  f 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  amnio  oblation, 
Vainly  with  gold  we  his  favor  secure ; 

Richer  by  far  is  the  soul's  adoration, 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

HYMN  200.  Part  2d— 7,  6  &  7. 
Name  of  Christ,  the  sweetest  sound. 

BURST,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring 
To  my  raptured  vision, 


336  HYMN  200. 

All  the  ecstatic  jo3rs  that  spring 

Around  the  bright  elysium. 
Lo  !  we  lift  our  longing  eyes, 
Break,  ye  intervening  skies  ; 
Sun  of  righteousness  arise, 
Ope  the  gates  of  paradise. 

2  Floods  of  everlasting  light, 
Freely  flash  before  him 

Myriads  with  supreme  delight, 

Instantly  adore  him  : 
Angels'  trumps  resound  his  fame, 
Lutes  of  lucid  gold,  proclaim 
All  the  music  of  his  name, 
Heaven  echoing  the  same. 

3  Four  and  twenty  elders  rise 
From  their  princely  station, 

Shout  his  glorious  victories, 
Sing  the  great  salvation  ; 
Cast  their  crowns  before  his  throne, 
Cry  in  reverential  lone, 
Glory  be  to  God  alone, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  One. 

4  One  broad  rainbow  round  the  throne, 
Pours  celestial  splendor, 

All  within  the  brilliant  zone, 

To  empyreal  grandeur. 
Heaven's  pure  arch  reflects  the  blaze, 
Seraphs  sing,  admire,  and  gaze, 
Glowing  cherubs  join  the  lays, 
Martyrs  shout  responding  praise. 


HYMN  201.  33? 

5  Hark,  the  thrilling  symphony 

Seems,  methinks,  to  seize  us  ; 
Join  we  to  the  holy  lay, 

Jesus  !  Jesus  !  Jesus  ! 
Sweetest  sound  on  seraph's  song, 
Sweetest  note  on  mortars  tongue, 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung, 
Jesus,  Jesus,  flow  along. 

HYMN  201.  Part  2d— 8  &  a 

Chrisfs  Crucifixion. 

^HE  Son  of  man  they  did  betray, 
-1-    He  was  condemned  and  led  away  ! 
Think,  O  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day, 

Look  on  mount  Calvary  : 
Behold  him  lamb-like  led  along. 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng  : 
Accused  by  each  lying  tongue, 
And  then  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung 

Upon  a  shameful  tree. 

2  'Twas  thus  the  glorious  sufF'rer  stood, 
With  hands  and  feet  nail'd  to  the  wood, 
From  ev'ry  wound,  a  stream  of  blood 

Came  flowing  down  amain  : 
His  bitter  groans  all  nature  shook, 
And  at  his  voice  the  rocks  were  broke, 
And  sleeping  saints  their  graves  forsook, 
While  spiteful  Jews  around  him  mock, 

And  laughed  at  his  pain. 

3  Now  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies, 
Behold  in  agonies  he  dies  .' 

22    ■ 


HVMX  201 

O  sinners,  hear  his  mournful  cries, 

See  his  tormenting  pains  ! 
The  morning  sun  withdrew  Ids  light, 
Blush'd,  and  refused  to  view  the  sight ; 
The  azure  clothed  in  robes  of  night, 
All  nature  mourn'd  in  dread  affright, 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain. 

4  Hark  !  men  and  angels,  hear  the  Son ! 
He  cries  for  help  ;  but  oh  !  there's  none  ! 
Ho  treads  the  winepress  all  alone, 

His  garments  stain'd  with  blood 
In  lamentation  hear  him  cry, 
Eloi  Luna  sabachthani  : 

i  death  may  close  these  languid  eyes  ; 
:i  will  mount  the  upper  skies, 
The  conq'ring  Son  of  God. 

5  The  Jews  and  Romans  in  a  band, 
With  hearts  like  steel  around  him  stand, 
Mocking,  they  say,  come  save  the  land, 

Come  try  thyself  to  free. 
A  soldier  pierced  him  when  he  died, 
Then  healing  streams  flow'd  from  his  side, 
And  thus  my  Lord  was  crucified, 
And  justice  then  was  satisfied, 

Sinners,  for  you  and  hip. 

6  Behold  he  mounts  the  throne  of  state, 
He  fills  the  mediatorial  a 

While  srgels  bowing  at  his  feet, 
In  loud  hosannas  tell, 
How  he  endured  exquisite  pains, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains, 


HYMN  202,  203,  339 

Ye  seraphs  raise  your  highest  strains, 
With  music  rill  bright  Eden's  plains, 

He  conquer'd  death  and  helJ. 

HYMN  202.  Part  2d— S.M. 
Praising  Christ. 
A  WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
•£*-  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb, 
Wake  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Savior's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love, 
Sing  of  his  rising  power  ; 

Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  hearts 
Ascending  with  our  tongues  ; 

Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  departs, 
And  grace  inspires  our  songs. 

4  Sing,  till  ye  hear  Christ  say, 
"  Your  sins  are  all  forgiven  ;" 

Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 
Till  we  all  meet  in  heaven. 

HYMN  203.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
A  prospect  of  Christ's  Church. 

BEHOLD  a  lovely  vine, 
Here  in  the  desert  ground  ; 
The  blossoms  shoot  and  promise  fruit, 
And  tender  grapes  are  found. 

2  Its  circling  branches  rise, 

And  shade  the  neighb'rug  land  ; 


340  HYMN  204 

With  lovely  charms,  she  spreads  her  arms, 
With  clusters  in  her  hand. 

3  This  city  can't  be  hid, 
It's  biiSt  upon  a  hill ; 

The  dazzling  light  it  shines  so  bright, 
It  doth  the  valleys  fill. 

4  Ye  trees  which  lofty  stand. 
And  stars,  with  sparkling  light, 

Ye  Christians  hear,  both  far  and  near, 
5Tis  joy  to  see  the  sight. 

5  Ye  insects,  feeble  race, 

And  fish  that  glide  the  stream, 
Ye  birds  that  fly  secure  on  high, 

Repeat  the  joyful  theme. 
o  Ye  beasts  that  feed  at  home, 

Or  roam  the  valleys  round, 
With  lofty  voice  proclaim  the  joys, 

And  join  the  pleasant  sound. 

7  Shall  feeble  nature  sing, 
And  man  not  join  the  lays  ? 

O  may  their  throats  be  swell'd  with  notes, 
And  fill'd  with  songs  of  praise. 

8  Glory  to  God  on  high, 
For  his  redeeming  grace  ; 

The  blessed  Dove  came  from  above, 
To  save  our  ruin'd  race. 

HYMN  201.  Part  2d— 12s. 
The  Church  in  her  purity. 

THE  time  soon  is  coming  by  the  prophets 
foretold, 
When  Zion  in  purity  the  world  will  behold  ; 


HYMN  204.  an 

For  Jesus'  pure  testimony  will  gain  the  day, 
Denomination  selfishness  will  vanish  away. 

2  'Twill  then  be  discover'dwho  for  Jesus  will 

be, 
And  who  are  in  Babylon,  the  saints  then  will 

see  ; 
The  line  of  division  then  will  fully  be  known, 
Between  the  pure  kingdom  and  defiled  Bab- 
ylon. 

3  What  beauty  the  Church  will  then  put  on  in 

her  light,  [right  ; 

All  governed  by  Jesus  Christ  who  always  leads 
No  spot  on  her  countenance  in  that  glorious 
Unnecessary  ceremonies  vanish  away.     [day. 

4  Led  on  by  the  Comforter,  what  sweet  will 

be  found,  [abound  ; 

What  peace  and  what  harmony  and  love  will 
Losing  time,  things  for  Jesus  will  be  counted 

all  joy, 
And  helping  each  other,  a  delightsome  employ. 

5  The  watchmen  lift  up  their  voice  then  all  as 

one,  [they  will  run> 

East,  west,  north,  and  southward,  to  and  fro 
In  the  spirit's  pure  testimony  preach  up  the 

cross, 
And  mystery,  Babylon,  must  suffer  the  loss. 

6  But  O  !  what  a  storm  of  persecution  will  rage, 
In  the  cause  of  old  Babylon,  too  many  engage  ; 
Beholding  their  loss  and  thus  beginning  to  sink, 
They'll  hope  to  obstruct  the  light  from  spread- 
ing, I  think. 


342  HYMN  205. 

7  But  truth  cuts  its  way  and  love  will  melt 

down  its  foes,  [oppose  ; 

The  pure  word  of  God  will  conquer  all  who 
The  church  stand  in  purity,  in  peace  and  in 

love, 
In  sight  of  her  enemies,  she  rises  above. 

8  Now  let  all  who  wish  to  see  Millennium  begin, 
Come  out  and  be  separate  from  sinners  and  sin. 
As  soon  as  the  churches  are  redeem'd  from  all 

sin, 
The  time  call'd  Millennium  will  surely  begin. 


HYMN  205.  Part  2d— 8s. 
The  Heavenly  Union. 

FROM  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 
That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love  ; 
It  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties, 
That  nature  and  time  can't  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 
Nor  yet  in  the  paradise  lost ; 

It  grows  on  Emmanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  me, 
Our  hearts  are  united  in  love  ; 

Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be, 
In  yonder  bless'd  mansions  of  love. 

4  O  why  then  so  loath  to  depart. 
Since  we  shall  ere  long  meet  again, 


HYMN  206.  **343 

Engraved  on  Emmanuel's  heart, 
At  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

5  And  when  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 
United  with  angels  above, 

No  longer  confined  to  our  clay, 
O'erwhclm'd  in  the  ocean  of  love. 

6  O  then  with  our  Jesus  we'll  reign, 
And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see, 

And  sing  hallelujah,  amen, 
Amen,  even  so  let  it  be. 


HYMN  20G.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
Unity. 

T  ET  strife  for  ever  cease, 
-*-^  And  envy  quit  the  field  ; 
Come,  join  and  live  in  love  and  peace, 
And  to  the  gospel  yield. 

2  Let  bitter  words  no  more 
Among  the  saints  remain  ; 

Let  ev'ry  member,  ev'ry  hour 
Submit  to  Jesus'  reign. 

3  When  bitter  words  arise, 
Then  Satan  has  his  ends  : 

We  wound  the  heart  and  hands  of  Christ, 
Amid  his  chosen  friends. 

4  Then  why  should  we  contend 
For  meat,  and  drink,  and  dress, 


3U  HYMN  207. 

And  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  pierce  his  wounds  afresh  ? 

5  No  more  well  feed  the  flame, 
Nor  judge  ourselves  too  wise  ; 

But  search  with  care  to  find  the  beam, 
That  lurks  within  our  eyes. 

6  Unto  the  world  we'll  prove, 
That  we  disciples  are  ; 

They  shall  behold  us  walk  in  love, 
And  say  the  Lord  is  there. 


HYMN  207.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
Christian  Love. 

LET  party  names  no  more. 
The  Christian  world  o'erspread ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown 'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell ! 
Be  banish'd  far  away  ; 

Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below, 
Resemble  that  above ; 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow,. 
And  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 


HYMN  20&  345 

HYMN  203.  Part  2d— L.  P.  M. 
Baptism. 

OYE  blood-wash'd  ransom'd  sinners, 
Highly  fayor'd  of  the  Lord, 
Now  ye  prove  your  love  to  Jesus, 

By  regarding  thus  his  word. 
Rise  and  follow,  rise  and  follow, 
Rise  and  follow  Christ  your  Lord. 

2  See  his  wat'ry  tomb  before  you  ; 
Hear  him  echo — "  Follow  me  ;" 

For  beneath  the  streams  of  Jordan, 
Christ  your  great  Redeemer  lay. 

Rise  and  follow,  rise  and  follow, 
Rise  and  follow  Christ  to-day. 

3  Yes — beneath  those  honor'd  waters, 
Great  Emmanuel  was  baptized  ; 

Out  of  which  he  then  ascended, 
And  the  Father  was  well  pleased, 

Let  us  follow,  let  us  follow, 
Let  us  follow  Christ  our  Lord. 

4  Love  constrains  you  all  to  follow 
Jesus  to  his  liquid  grave  : 

Lo  !  look  up  ;  expect  his  presence, 
Which  he  promised  you  to  have — ■ 

While  you  follow,  while  you  follow 
Jesus  to  his  liquid  grave. 

5  Jesus,  come  ;  thine  approbation 
May  we  gladly  see  and  feel ; 

Cause,  O  cause  the  heav'ns  to  open, 
And  thy  wondrous  love  reveal ; 


346  HYMN  2Q9. 

And  we'll  follow,  and  we'll  follow, 
And  we'll  follow  thec  our  all. 

HYMN  209.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  Son  of  Man  lifted  up. 

HE  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies ! 
Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ! 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground  ! 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two, 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  ! 

He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you  ! 
A  thousand  drops  of  richest  blood ! 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree,  ' 
The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  men  ! 

But  lo,  what  sudden  joys  we  see ! 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb  ! 
The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  ! 

Cherubic  Legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  ! 

5  Break  oil  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  greal  deliv'rer  n 

Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster,  death,  in  chains  : 

G  Say  :  "  Live  forever,  Wondrous  King  !" 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  !" 

Then  ask  the  monster  :  "Where's  thy  Sting 
And  w  here's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ?" 


HYMN  210,211.  347 

HYMN  210.  Part  2d— 7s. 
Rejoicing  in  hope. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
As  you  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Savior's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  O  ye  banish'd  seed,  be  glad ! 
Christ  our  advocate  is  made  ; 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  bless'd, 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

5  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  ; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismay'd  go  on. 

6  Lord,  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

HYMN  211.  Part  2d— 7  &  6. 
Longing  for  heaven. 
r\  WHEN  shall  I  sec  Jesus, 
"  And  reign  with  him  above; 


348  HYMN  211. 

And  from  that  flowing  fountain, 
Drink  everlasting  love  ? 

When  shall  I  be  delivered, 
From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 

And  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 
My  Captain's  gone  before, 

He's  given  me  my  orders  ; 

And  bid  me  not  give  o'er  : 
If  I  continue  faithful, 

A  righteous  crown  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers, 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 

3  Thro'  grace  I  am  determined 
To  conquer  though  I  die  ; 

And  then  away  to  Jesus 
On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 

Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 
I  bid  you  all  adieu  ; 

And  O,  my  friends  prove  faithful, 
And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 
And  trials  on  your  way, 

Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 
And  don't  forget  to  pray  : 

Gird  on  your  heav'nly  armor, 
Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  ]ove, 

And  when  the  combat's  ended 
He'll  carry  you  above. 


HYMN  212*  349 

5  O  do  not  be  discouraged, 
For  Jesus  is  your  friend, 

And  if  you  want  more  knowledge, 

He'll  not  refuse  to  lend  ; 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  oft'ner  you  request ; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 

6  And  when  the  last  loud  trumpet 
Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies, 

And  bid  the  entomb'd  millions 

From  their  cold  beds  arise; 
Our  ransom'd  dust  revived, 

Bright  beauties  shall  put  on ; 
And  soar  to  the  bless'd  mansions 

Where  our  Redeemer's  gone. 

7  Our  eyes  shall  then,  with  rapture, 
The  Savior's  face  behold ! 

Our  feet,  no  more  diverted, 

Shall  walk  the  streets  of  gold  ! 

Our  ears  shall  hear  with  transport 
The  hosts  celestial  sing ! 

Our  tongues  shall  chant  the  glory 
Of  our  immortal  King ! 

HYMN  212.  Part  2d— 7s. 
Recruiting  orders. 

CHRIST  is  set  on  Zion's  hill, 
He  receiveth  sinners  still ! 
Who  will  serve  this  blessed  King, 
Come,  enlist,  and  with  mc  sing : 


350  HYMN  212. 

I  his  soldier  soon  shall  be, 
Happy  in  eternity. 

2  I  by  faith  enlisted  am, 

In  the  service  of  the  Lamb ; 

Present  pay  I  now  receive, 

Future  happiness  he'll  give. 

I  his  soldier,  &c. 

3  Zion's  King  my  Captain  is, 

Conquest  I  shall  never  miss  ; 
Let  the  powers  of  hell  engage, 
Strive  to  hurt  with  all  their  rage. 
I  his  soldier,  &c. 

4  Let  the  world  their  forces  join, 
With  the  pow  ers  of  hell  combine ; 
Greater  is  my  King  than  they, 
Through  him  I  shall  win  the  day. 

I  his  soldier,  &c. 

5  Wicked  men  I  do  not  fear, 
Though  they  persecute  me  here, 
True,  they  may  my  body  kill, 
But  my  King's  on  Zion's  hill. 

I  his  soldier,  &c. 

6  What  a  Captain  have  I  got  I 
Is  not  mine  a  happy  lot  ? 

Hear,  ye  worldlings,  hear  my  song, 
This  the  language  of  my  tongue. 
I  his  soldier,  &c. 

7  When  this  life's  short  space  is  o'er, 
T  shall  live  to  die  no  more  ; 


HYMN  213.  351 

Therefore  will  I  take  the  sword, 
Fight  for  Jesus  Christ  my  Lord. 
I  his  soldier.  &c. 

8  Come,  ye  worldlings,  come,  enlist, 
'Tis  the  voice  of  Jesus  Christ ; 
Whosoever  will,  may  come, 

Jesus  Christ  refuseth  none. 
I  his  soldier,  &c. 

9  Jesus  is  my  captain's  name, 
Now  as  yesterday  the  same ; 
In  his  name  J.  notice  give, 

All  who  come,  he  will  receive. 
I  his  soldier,  &c. 

10  Be  persuaded,  take  his  pay, 
All  your  sins  he'll  wash  away  ; 
Now  in  Jesus'  name  believe, 
Future  happiness  he'll  give. 

Yes,  in  heaven  you  sure  shall  be, 
Praising  God  eternally. 

HYMN  213.  Part  2d— 8s. 
The  Christian  Soldier. 

A  SOLDIER,  Lord,  thou  hast  me  made, 
Thou  art  my  Captain,  King,  and  Head : 
And  under  thee  I  still'will  fight 
The  fight  of  faith  with  all  my  might. 
The  cross  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  ensign  of  our  conq'ring  Lord ; 
The  Christian  soldier's  standard  is, 
And  I  will  fight  for  King  Jesus* 

2  O  make  me,  Lord,  what  I  should  be, 
To  boldly  face  the  enemy, 


393  HYMN  213. 

That  when  alarmed  to  call  the  Lord, 
And  pass  the  word  to  all  the  guard. 
Grant  me  the  weapons  of  thy  word, 
The  spirit's  powerful  two-'eciged  sword, 
To  slay  my  foes,  where'er  they  be, 
And   own  the  victYy  won  by  thee, 

3  Thou  art  my  Lord,  keep  me,  I  pray, 
That  I  may  run  the  heav'nly  way  ; 
Nor  from  my  duty  e'er  depart, 
But  live  to  Christ  with  all  my  heart. 
Help  me  to  walk  in  humbleness, 
March  in  the  way  of  holiness, 
O  make  me  pure  and  spotless  too, 
And  fit  to  stand  the  grand  review : 


4  That  when  our  General  shall  come, 
With  sound  of  trumpet,  (not  of  drum,) 
'Tis  then  our  well-dress'd  ranks  shall  stand 
In  full  review  at  God's  right  hand  ; 

And  when  our  foes  shall  get  the  rout, 
And  Jesus  wheels  them  left  about ; 
Then  we'll  march  up  the  heav'nly  str 
And  ground  our  arms  at  Jesus'  feet. 

5  The  war  is  o'er,  and  wo  are  free 
To  join  the  blood- wash'd  company  ; 
Our  wages  shall  be  harps  of  gold, 

And  joys  of  heaven  which  can't  be  told: 
There  we  shall  drink  full  draughts  of 
The  band  of  music  we  shall  join  ; 
And  hallelujah's  highest  key 
Shall  be  our  theme  eternallv. 


HYMN  214.  353 

HYMN  214.  Part  2d— 8s. 

The  Holy  War. 

T'VE  'listed  in  the  holy  war, 
-*-  To  fight  for  life  and  endless  joy  ; 
And  grace,  more  boundless  than  the  sea, 
Is  the  rich  wages  I  receive. 

2  Under  my  Captain,  Jesus  Christ, 
I  am  enlisted  during  life, 

To  fight  against  the  powers  of  hell     # 
In  favor  of  Emmanuel. 

3  My  Gen'ral  is  the  great  I  AM, 
Against  whose  sword  no  one  can  stand, 
But  all  before  his  word  must  fall, 

For  he  has  power  to  conquer  all. 

4  My  great,  good  Captain,  mild  and  meek, 
Most  kindly  favors  all  the  weak ; 

His  servants  all  are  chosen  peers, 
And  all  his  soldiers,-  volunteers. 

5  From  day  to  day  with  living  bread, 
And  rich  provisions,  I  am  fed ; 

Drawn  from  my  Gen'raPs  well-fill'd  stores, 
On  blessed  Canaan's  happy  shores. 

6  Arm'd  with  my  helmet,  sword,  and  shield, 
I'll  never  quit  the  glorious  field, 

For  Christ,  my  Lord,  the  vict'ry's  won : 
Then,  O  my  soul,  put  courage  on. 

7  I've  listed,  and  I  mean  to  fight, 
Till  all  my  foes  are  put  to  flight : 

23 


354  HYMN  215. 

Tho'  battles  rage,  and  wars  increase, 
Soon  I  shall  reach  a  land  of  peace. 

8  I'll  God  adore — obey  his  laws, 
Nor  coward  prove  in  his  good  cause 
But  in  his  service  firm  abide, 
Fighting  upon  Emmanuel's  side. 

9  I've  fought  through  many  battles  sore, 
And  ready  stand  to  right  through  more, 
Trusting  in  Jesus'  sacred  name  ; 
None  in  his  holy  war  are  slain. 

10  I  have  a  sword,  which,  when  I  wield, 
The  stoutest  foe  must  quit  the  field  ; 
The  word  of  God  must  e'er  prevail, 
Eternal  truth  can  never  fail. 

11  Come,  sinners,  then,  enlisted  be 

And  Christ  your  king  shall  make  you  free , 
Come,  try  his  sendee — trust  the  Lord, 
And  heaven  shall  be  your  great  reward. 

HYMN  215.  Part  2d— lis. 
The  soldiers  of  Jesus  called  to  arms. 

COME,  soldiers  of  Jesus,  your  armor  gird  on, 
Your  Captain  commands  you,  God's  well 
beloved  Son  ; 
He's  uifurl'd  his  banner  in  dur  happy  land, 
Come,  rally  around  it,  ye  cross-bearing  band. 

2  Throw  by  men's  inventions,  abide  by  God'a 

word; 
For  Jesus,  your  Lawgiver,  Master,  and  Lord ; 


HYMN  215.  355 

His  laws  are  not  grievous,  but  righteous  and 

good ;  [blood. 

And  we   are    his   servants,   the  price  of  his 

3  O  how  has  he  wearied  you, christians  declare, 
Don't  think  it  presumption  his  name  for  to  bear, . 
The  disciples  at  Antioch  flourish'd  and  grew, 
Not  fetter'd  by  human  invention  like  you. 

4  O  love  one  another,  your  Jesus  commands  ; 
Unite  with  your  voices,  your  hearts,  and  your 

hands,  [be ; 

Like  an  army  with  banners,  you  dreadful  shall 
The  host  of  the  aliens  before  you  shall  flee. 

5  Bold  Atheist  and  Deist  shall  then  hide  their 

face,  [grace ; 

When  Christians  unite  as  dear  children  of 
The  scorner,  blasphemer,  before  you  shall  fall ; 
And  sinners,  confounded,  for  mercy  shall  call. 

6  Yet  thousands,  dear  Christians,  converted 

shall  be  ;  [knee  ; 

The  haughty  gainsayers,  themselves,  bow  the 
Their  weeping  and  crying  shall  reach  to  the 

clouds,  [crowds. 

And  poor  bleeding  Zion  be  swarming  with 

7  Then  God's  ancient  people,  the  poor  scatter'd 

Jews,  [fuse 

Who  long  have  been  exiles,  no  more  shall  re- 
To  own  our  dear  Jesus,  their  promised  king, 
But  fly  and  take  shelter  beneath  his  kind  wing. 

8  O  then  the  Millennium,  the  long-wished-for 

day,  [pray, 

For  which  our  great  master  has  taught  us  to 


356  HYMN  216. 

Shall  come  and  bring  with  it  a  kingdom  below, 
When  every  nation  to  Jesus  shall  bow. 

HYMN  216.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 

Expostulation. 

NOW  the  Savior  stands  a  pleading, 
At  the  sinner's  bolted  heart ; 
Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 
Undertaking  sinner's  part. 


Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Savior  1 
Will  you  thrust  him  from  your  arms  ! 

Once  he  died  for  your  behavior, 
Now  he  calls  you  to  his  charms. 

2  Now  he  pleads  his  sweat  and  bloodshed, 
Shows  his  wounded  hands  and  feet; 

"  Father,  save  them,  tho'  they're  blood-red, 
Raise  them  to  a  heav'nly  seat." 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  &c. 

3  Sinners,  hear  your  God  and  Savior, 
Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day, 

Turn  from  all  your  vain  behavior, 

O  repent,  return  and  pray. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  ecc. 

4  O  be  wise  before  you  languish 
On  the  bed  of  dying  strife  ! 


HYMN  217.  357 

Endless  joy,  or  dreadful  anguish, 
Turns  upon  th'  events  of  life  ! 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  &c. 

5  Now  he's  waiting  to  be  gracious, 
Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee  ; 

See,  what  kindness,  love,  and  pity 

Shine  around  on  you  and  me  ! 

Sinners,  can  you  hate,  &c. 

6  Open  now  your  hearts  before  him, 
Bid  the  Savior  welcome  in  ; 

Now  receive,  and  O,  adore  him, 
Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  &c. 

7  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 
Yet  there's  room  for  many  more ; 

O  ye  blind,  ye  lame,  and  needy, 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  &c. 

HYMN  217.  Part  2d— 6&  4. 

The  young  convert' 's  invitation. 

O  CARELESS  sinners,  come, 
Pray  now  attend ; 
This  world  is  not  your  home, 

It  soon  will  end. 
Jehovah  calls  aloud, 
Forsake  the  thoughtless  crowd, 
Pursue  the  road  to  God, 
And  happy  be. 

2  No  happiness  you'll  find, 
While  thus  you  go, 


353  HYMN  217. 

3So  peace  unto  your  mind, 

But  pain  and  wo  ; 
Attend  you  ev'ry  day, 
While  far  from  God  you  stray, 
O  sinner  come  away, 

And  ever  live 

3  How*  man}'  calls  you've  had, 

I  call  again, 
How  can  you  be  so  bad, 

So  full  of  sin, 
As  to  refuse  that  voice 
Which  calls  you  to  rejoice, 
In  making  heaven  your  choice, 

And  shunning  hell. 


4  Nor  do  I  call  alone, 
The  Savior  too, 

E'en  with  his  dying  groans, 

Cries  bid  adieu 
To  all  your  lovers  now, 
And  to  his  sceptre  bow, 
And  he  will  tell  you  how 

To  live  anew. 

5  But  if  you  do  refuse, 
Down,  down,  you'll  go, 

And  with  the  w  icked,  choose 

The  road  to  wo  ; 
Alas  !  how  can  you  slight, 
The  rays  of  gospel  light, 
And.  sink  in  ondloss  night, 

Where  silence  reigns. 


HYMN  217.  359 


8  I  bid  you  all  farewell, 

With  aching  heart, 
And  in  deep  sorrow  tell, 

That  we  must  part, 
While  on  to  heaven  we  go, 
And  you  are  bound  to  wo, 
Alas,  it  must  be  so, 

If  you  rebeL 

7  I  look  on  you  again 
And  hoping  say, 

Why  won't  you  leave  your  sin, 

And  come  away, 
From  Satan's  cruel  power, 
And  live  for  evermore, 
And  bless  the  joyful  hour, 

That  life  begun. 

8  All  hail !  we  welcome  then 
Your  happy  flight, 

From  Kedar's  tents  of  sin, 

To  glory  bright ; 
We'll  travel  on  with  you, 
And  bid  this  world  adieu, 
And  endless  joys  pursue, 

Till  all  is  ours. 

9  There  we  will  range  around, 
The  blissful  plains, 

Where  pleasure  has  no  bounds, 

And  glory  reigns ; 
We'll  fall  at  Jesus'  feet, 
Where  joys  are  all  complete. 
And  blissful  raptures  meet, 

For  evermore. 


360  HYMN  218. 

HYMN  218.  Part  2d— $  &  7. 
Mourning  Souls. 

POOR  mourning  souls,  in  deep  distress, 
Making  sad  lamentation, 
Find  themselves  lost  in  wickedness, 

And  under  condemnation ; 
While  thunderbolts  from  Sinai's  mount, 

Do  sound  with  loudest  terror, 
And  they  as  nought  in  God's  account, 
Are  drown'd  in  grief  and  sorrow. 

2  Ah  !  wo  is  me  that  I  was  born, 
Or  ever  had  beginning  ; 

I  would  have  had  untimely  birth, 

Or  had  no  future  being  ; 
Or  else  had  died  when  I  was  young, 

I  might  have  been  forgiven, 
I  might,  like  babes  with  harmless  tongue, 

Been  praising  God  in  heaven. 

3  But  here  I  am  in  deep  distress, 
Most  worn  away  with  trouble  ; 

Day  after  day  I  seek  for  peace, 

But  find  my  sorrows  double  ; 
Saith  Satan,  fatal  is  }-our  state, 

Time  past  you  might  repented  ; 
But  now  you  see  it  is  too  late, 

So  make  yourself  contented. 

4  How  can  I  live,  how  can  I  breathe, 
Under  this  sore  temptation, 

Conclude  my  day  of  grace  is  o'er  ? 
Lord,  hear  my  lamentation. 


HYMN  219.  361 

For  I  am  weary  of  my  life, 

Of  pains  and  bitter  crying  ; 
My  wants  are  great,  my  mind's  in  strait, 

My  spirit's  almost  dying. 

5  But  who  is  he  that  looketh  forth, 

Mild  as  the  blooming  morning, 
Fair  as  the  moon,  clear  as  the  sun  ? 

'Tis  Jesus  Christ  adorning. 
Jesus  can  clothe  my  naked  soul  •, 

Jesus  for  me  hath  died, 
And  now  I  can  with  pleasure  sing, 

My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

HYMN  219.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  Christian's  solace. 

THERE  is  a  heaven  o'er  yonder  skies* 
A  heaven  where  pleasure  never  dies, 
A  heaven  I  sometimes  hope  to  see, 
But  fear  again  'tis  not  for  me. 

But  Jesus,  Jesus  is  my  friend, 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah. 
Jesus,  Jesus  is  my  friend. 

2  I  travel  through  a  world  of  foes, 
Through  conflicts  sore  my  spirit  goes  ; 
The  tempter  cries  I  ne'er  shall  stand, 
Or  reach  fair  Canaan's  happy  land. 

But  Jesus,  &c. 

3  Come  life,  come  death,  come  then  what  will, 
His  footsteps  I  will  follow  still  ; 

Through  dangers  thick  and  hell's  alarms, 
I  shall  be  safe  in  his  dear  arms. 
For  Jesus,  &c. 


362  HYMN  220. 

4  Then,  O  my  soul,  arise  and  sing, 
Yonder's  thy  Captain  and  thy  King  ; 
With  pleasing  smiles,  he  now  looks  down, 
And  cries,  "  Press  on,  and  here's  thy  crown." 

O  Jesus,  &c. 

5  "  Prove  faithful  then,  a  few  more  days, 
Fight  the  good  fight,  and  win  the  race, 
And  then  thy  soul  with  me  shall  reign, 
Thy  head,  a  crown  of  glory  gain." 

O  Jesus,  &c. 

6  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  joyful  trump  shall  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
Ana  in  my  Savior's  image  rise. 

O  Jesus,  &c. 

HYMN  220.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  rock. 

WE'VE  found  the  rock,  the  travelers  cried, 
O  Halla  Hallelujah  ! 
The  stone  that  all  the  prophets  tried  ; 

O  Halla  Hallelujah  ! 
Come,  children,  drink  the  balmy  dew, 

O  Halla  Hallelujah  ! 
'Twas  Christ  that  shed  his  blood  for  you, 
O  Halla  Hallelujah  ! 

2  This  costly  mixture  cures  the  soul. 
Which  sin  and  guilt  had  made  so  foul ! 
O  that  you  would  believe  in  God, 

And  wash  in  Christ's  most  precious  blood. 

3  O  hearken,  children,  Christ  is  come, 
The  bride  is  ready,  let  us  run  ; 

I'm  glad  I  ever  saw  the  day, 

That  we  might  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 


HYMN  221.  363 

4  Here's  glory,  glory  in  my  soul, 
Come,  mourner,  feel  the  current  roll ; 
Welcome,  dear  friends,  it's  known  to  night, 
It  shines  around  with  dazzling  light. 

5  And  in  this  light  we'll  soar  away, 
Where  there's  no  night,  but  open  day  ; 

0  children,  children,  bear  the  cross, 
And  count  the  world  below  as  dross. 

6  We'll  bear  the  cross,  and  wear  the  crown 
And  by  our  Father's  side  sit  down  : 

His  grace  will  feed  our  hungry  souls, 
While  love  divine  eternal  rolls. 

7  His  fiery  chariots  make  their  way, 
To  welcome  us  to  endless  day  ; 
There  glitt'ring  millions,  we  shall  join, 
To  praise  the  Prince  of  David's  line. 

HYMN  221.  Part  2d— 11  &  12. 
Invitation. 

COME,  brethren  and  sisters,  that  love  my 
dear  Lord, 

1  pray  give  attention  and  hear  to  my  word  : 
What  a  wonder  of  mercy  !  behold,  now  I  see 
What  a  tender,  kind  Savior  has  done  for  poor 

me. 

2  I  was  led  by  the  devil,  till,  lost  and  distress'd, 
1  thought  that  in  torments  I  soon  should  be  cast, 
No  peace  to  the  wicked,  but  all  misery, 

Till  by  faith,  I  saw  Jesus  hang  bleeding  forme. 

3  O  sinner,  said  Jesus,  for  you  I  have  died  ; 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  my  soul  then  replied, 
The  guilt  wras  removed,  I  did  rejoice, 

'J'he  blood  was  applied,  the  witness,  and  voice. 


364  HYMN  222. 

4  On  my  low  bended  knees,  before  God  I  did 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  for  he's  all  in  all ;  [fall, 
The  heart  of  this  rebel,  was  broken  in  twain, 
To  see  my  dear  Jesus  on  Calvary  slain. 

5  There  was  peace  now  in  heaven  and  peace 

upon  earth, 
The  angels  rejoice  at  a  poor  sinner's  birth  ; 
Your  sins  are  forgiven,  my  Savior  did  say, 
O  witness,  kind  heaven,  on  this  my  birthday. 

6  My  soul,  it  was  humbled,  I  fell  to  the  ground, 
The  time  of  refreshing,  at  length  I  have  found  ; 
O  Lord,thou  hast  ravish'd  my  soul  with  charms, 
Let  me  die  now  like  Simeon,  with  Christ  in 

my  arms. 

HYMN  222.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

A  Hymn  for  young  converts. 

TIT'HEN  converts  first  begin  to  sing, 

*  *     Their  happy  souls  are  on  the  wing  ; 
Their  theme  is  all  redeeming  love, 
Fain  would  they  be  with  Christ  above. 

2  With  admiration  they  behold, 
The  love  of  Christ  that  can't  be  told  ; 
They  view  themselves  upon  the  shore, 
And  think  the  battle  all  is  o'er. 

3  They  feel  themselves  quite  free  from  pain, 
And  think  their  enemies  are  slain  : 

They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  well, 
And  Satan  is  cast  down  to  hell. 


HYMN  223.  365 

4  They  wonder  why  old  saints  don't  sing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring ; 
Ring  with  melodious,  joyful  sound, 
Because  a  prodigal  is  found. 

5  But  'tis  not  long  before  they  feel 
Their  feeble  souls  begin  to  reel. 
They  think  their  former  hopes  are  vain, 
For  they  are  bound  in  Satan's  chain. 

6  The  morning  that  did  shine  so  bright, 
Is  turned  to  the  shades  of  night  ; 
Their  hearts  that  did  with  music  ring, 
Are  now  untuned  in  ev'ry  string. 

7  O  !  foolish  child,  why  didst  thou  boast 
In  the  enlargement  of  thy  coast? 

Why  didst  thou  think  to  fly  away, 
Before  thou  leav'st  this  feeble  clay  ? 

8  Come,  take  up  arms,  and  face  the  field, 
Come,  gird  on  harness,  sword,  and  shield, 
Stand  fast  in  faith,  fight  for  your  King, 
And  soon  the  vict'ry  you  shall  win. 

9  When  Satan  comes  to  tempt  your  minds-, 
Then  meet  him  with  these  blessed  lines  ; 
For  Christ,  the  Lord  has  swept  the  field, 
And  we're  determined  not  to  yield. 

HYMN  223.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Tranquillity. 

AWAY,  my  doubts,  begone  my  fear, 
The  wonders  of  the  Lord  appear, 


366  HYMN  223. 

The  wonders  which  my  Savior  wrought, 
O,  how  delightful  is  the  thought  ! 

2  The  wonders  of  redeeming  love, 
"When  first  my  heart  was  drawn  above, 
When  first  I  saw  my  Savior's  face, 
And  triumph'd  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

3  Pursue,  my  thoughts,  this  pleasing  theme, 
'Twas  not  a  -fancy,  nor  a  dream  ; 

'Twas  grace  descending  from  the  skies, 
And  shall  be  marvlous  in  my  eyes. 

4  Long  had  I  mourn 'd  like  one  forgot, 
Long  had  my  soul  for  comfort  sought, 
Jesus  was  witness  to  my  tears, 

And  Jesus  sweetly  calm'd  my  fears. 

5  He  cleansed  my  soul,  he  changed  ray  dress, 
And  clothed  me  with  his  righteousness; 

He  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  I  rejoiced  as  if  in  heaven. 

G  How  was  I  struck  with  sweet  surprise, 
While  glory  shone  before  my  eyes  ! 
How  did  I  sing  from  day  to  day, 
And  wish'd  to  sing  my  soul  away  ! 

7  The  world  with  all  its  pomp,  withdrew, 
'Twas  less  than  nothing  in  my  view  ; 
Redeeming  grace  was  all  my  theme, 
And  life  appear'd  an  idle  dream. 

8  I  gloried  in  my  Savior's  grace  ; 

I  sung  my  great  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
My  soul  now  long'd  to  soar  away, 
And  leave  her  tenement  of  clay. 


HYMN  224.  367 

0  The  powers  of  hell,  in  vain  combined, 
To  tempt  or  interrupt  my  mind, 

1  saw  and  sung  in  joyful  strains, 
The  monster,  Satan,  held  in  chains. 

10  These  are  the  wonders  I  record, 
The  marv'lous  goodness  of  the  Lord ; 
O  for  a  tongue  to  speaK  his  praise, 
To  tell  the  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

HYMN  224.  Part  2d— lis. 
Song,  by  a  young  lady. 
7V/TY  soul's  full  of  glory,  it  fires  ray  tongue, 
J-^-*-  Could  I  meet  with  angels,  I'd  sing  them 

a  song ; 
I'd  sing  of  my  Jesus,  and  tell  of  his  charms, 
And  call  them  to  bear  me  to  his  loving  arms. 

2  Methinks  they're  assembling  to  hear  what 

I  sing,  [King  ! 

Well  pleased  to  hear  mortals  all  praising  their 

0  angels  !  O  angels  !  my  soul's  in  a  flame, 

1  sing  in  sweet  raptures,  of  Jesus's  name. 

3  Sweet  Spirit,  attend  me  till  Jesus  come, 
Protect  and  defend  me  till  I'm  convey'd  home, 
Though  worms  my  poor  body  may  claim  as 

their  prey, 
'Twill  outshine  when  rising,  the  sun  at  noon- 
day. 

4  The  sun  shall  be  darken'd,  the  moon  turn'd 

to  blood, 
The  world  all  on  fire  with  the  vengeance  of 
God, 


368  HYMN  224. 

While  lightnings  are  flashing,  and  thunders  do 

roar, 
Undaunted,  riltriumph,on  fair  Canaan's  shore. 

5  The  smiles  of  bright  glory  appear  on  my  soul, 
I  sink  in  bright  visions,  I  view  the  bright  goal ; 
My  soul,  while  I'm  singing,  is  leaping  to  go  ; 
This  moment,  for  heaven,  I'd  leave  all  below. 

6  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  the  Lord  bids 

me  come  ; 
Farewell,  my  dear  sisters,  I'm  now  going  home; 
Bright  angels  are  whisp'ring  so  sweet  in  my  ear, 
Away  to  my  Savior,  the  spirit  shall  steer. 

7  I'm  going,  I'm  going,  out  what  do  I  see  ? 
'Tis  Jesus  in  glory,  appears  unto  me  ; 

To  heaven,  to  heaven,  I'm  going,  I'm  gone ; 
All  glory,  O  glory  !  'tis  finish'd,  'tis  done. 

8  To  the  regions  of  glory,  the  Spirit  has  fled, 
And  left  the  frail  body  inactive  and  dead 
With  angelic  armies,  in  glory  to  blaze, 

On  Jesus'  fair  beauty,  for  ever  to  gaze. 

9  When  the  seals  are  all  open'd,  the  trumpet 

shall  sound, 

And  awake  God's  dear  children  that  sleep  un- 
der ground, 

Their  souls  and  their  bodies  shall  all  join  in 
one, 

And  each  from  their  Savior,  receive  a  bright 
crown. 


HYMN  225.  369 

HYMN  225.  Part  2d~7s. 

The  converted  thief. 

TESUS  Christ  has  power  alone 
*J    To  subdue  a  heart  of  stone  ; 
And  the  moment  grace  is  felt, 
Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt- 

2  When  the  Lord  was  crucified, 
Two  transgressors  with  him  died ; 
One,  with  vile,  blasphemous  tongue, 
Scoff'd  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

3  Thus  he  spent  his  wicked  breath, 
In  the  very  jaws  of  death  ; 
Perish'd,  as  too  many  do, 

With  a  Savior  in  their  view. 

4  But  the  other,  touched  with  grace, 
-Saw  the  danger  of  his  case  ; 
Faith  received,  to  own  his  Lord, 
Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhoir'd. 

5  Lord,  he  pray'd,  remember  me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be  ; 
Soon  with  me,  the  Lord  replies, 
Thou  shalt  be  in  Paradise. 

6  This  was  wondrous  grace  indeed, 
Grace  vouchsafed  in  time  of  need  ; 
Sinners,  trust  in  Jesus'  name, 
You  will  find  him  still  the  same. 

7  But  beware  of  unbelief, 
Think  upon  the  harden'd  thief! 
If  the  gospel  you  disdain, 
/Christ  to  you  has  died  in  vain. 

24 


370  HYMN  226. 

HYMN  226,  Part  2d— C.  M. 

In  me  ye  thall  have  peace. 

YE  saints,  attend  the  Savior's  voice, 
Spoke  in  his  word  of  grace  ; 
He  says,  and  in  it  O  rejoice  ! 
In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

2  Though  storms  and  tempests  round  you  roar, 
And  foes  and  fears  increase  ; 

He  says,  and  what  could  he  say  more  ? 
In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

3  What  though  afflictions  still  abound. 
Nor  do  temptations  cease  ? 

He  says,  and  O,  how  sweet  the  sound  ' 
In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

4  What  though  3'our  hearts  with  sorrow  bleed. 
And  srfghs  and  tears  increase  ; 

He  says,  and  O,  'tis  true  indeed  ' 
In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

5  What  though  corruptions  dwell  within, 
Nor  does  the  conflict  cease  ? 

He  says,  in  spite  of  hell  and  sin, 
In  me  ye  shall  have  peace. 

G  Tho'you  shall  pass  through  death's  cold  flood, 

To  gain  your  wish'd  rel< 
He  says,  and  sure  he'll  make  it  good, 

In  me  ye  shall  have  neace. 

7  When  you  his  face  in  glen'  view, 
Where  joy  can  ne'er  de< 


HYMN  227.  371 


Eternity  shall  prove  it  true, 
In  him  ye  shall  have  peace 


HYMN  227.  Part  2d—  C.  M. 
Fellowship  with  God. 

FROM  all  that's  mortal,  all  that's  vain, 
And  from  this  earthly  clod,     • 
Arise,  my  soul,  and  strive  to  gain 
Sweet  fellowship  with  God. 

2  Say,  what  is  there  beneath  the  skies, 
In  all  the  paths  thou'st  trod, 

Can  suit  thy  wishes  and  thy  joys, 
Like  fellowship  with  God  ? 

3  Not  life,  nor  all  the  toys  of  art, 
Nor  pleasure's  flowery  road, 

Can  to  my  soul  such  bliss  impart, 
As  fellowship  with  God. 

4  Not  health,  nor  friendship  here  below, 
Nor  wealth,  that  golden  load, 

Can  suck  delight  or  comfort  show, 
As  fellowship  with  God. 

5  When  I  am  made  in  love,  to  bear 
Affliction's  needful  rod, 

Light,  sweet,  and  kind,  the  strokes  appear, 
Through  fell  th  God. 

6  In  fierce  temptation's  lifcjj  blast, 
Or  dark  desertion's  road  ; 

I'm  happy,  if  I  can  but  taste 
Some  fellowship  with  God. 


372  HYMN  223. 

7  So,  when  the  icy  hand  of  death, 
Shall  chili  my  flowing  blood  ; 

With  joy,  I'll  yield  my  latest  breath, 
In  fellowship  with  God. 

8  When  I  at  last,  to  heaven  ascend. 
And  gain  my  bless 'd  abode, 

There  an  eternity  I'll  spend, 
In  fellowship  with  God. 

HYMN  228.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 
Finished  redemption. 

HARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 
See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky 
"  It  is  finish'd  !  It  is  finish'd  !" 
Hear  the  dying  Savior  cry  ! 

2  "  It  is  finish'd  !"  O,  what  pleasure, 
Do  these  charming  words  afford  ; 

Heavenly  blessings  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord. 

"  It  is  finish'd  !  It  is  finish'd  !"  ' 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finish'd  all  the  types  and  shadows, 
Of  the  prophesying  law  ! 

Finish'd  all  that  God  has  promised  ! 

Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe. 
"  It  is  finish'd  !  It  is  finish'd  !" 

Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 

4  [Happy  souls,  approach  the  table, 
Taste  the  soul-reviving  food  ; 


HYMN  229.  373 

Nothing  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant 

As  the  Savior's  flesh  and  blood, 
"  It  is  finish'd  !  It  is  finish'd  !" 

Christ  has  bome  the  heavy  load.} 
5  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasant  theme  ; 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 

Join  to  praise  Emmanuel's  name. 
Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  ! 

Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

HYMN  229.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
The  Heavenly  Jerusalem. 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
O  how  I  long  for  thee  ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone, 
Most  glorious  to  behold  ; 

Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  streets  are  paved  with  gold. 

3  Thy  garden  and  thy  pleasant  green, 
My  study  long  have  been  ! 

Such  sparkling  light  by  human  sight, 
Has  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 
Why  should  I  stay  from  thence  ? 

What  folly  'tis,  that  I  should  dread 
To  die,  and  go  from  hence. 

5  Reach  down,  reach  down  thine  arm  of  grace. 
And  cause  me  to  ascend, 


574  HYMN  230. 

Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  sabbaths  never  end. 

6  Jesus,  my  love,  to  glory's  gone, 
Him  will  I  go  and  see, 

And  all  my  brethren  here  below, 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

7  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 
I  leave  you  in  God's  care  ; 

And  if,  here  no  more  see  you, 
Go  on,  I'll  meet  you  there. 

8  There  we  shall  meet  and  no  more  part, 
And  heaven  shall  ring  with  praise, 

While  Jesus'  love  in  every  heart, 
Shall  tune  the  song,  Free  Grace. 

9  Millions  of  years  around  may  run, 
Our  song  shall  still  increase, 

To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Who  brought  us  home  to  bliss. 

10  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 
Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 

We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise, 
Then  when  we  first  begun. 

HYMN  230.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

Souls  won  by  the  Spirit  of  Christ,  should  never 
be  parted  by  their  different  principles. 

THE  world  from  Christians  are  apart ; 
But  shall  it  e'er  be  said, 
'Mong  those  whom  God  ha3  join'd  in  heart, 
Are  separations  made  ? 


HYMN  231.  375 

2  They're  all  of  one  eternal  band, 
And  with  one  Father  bless'd, 

All  led  by  the  Redeemer's  hand, 
To  the  same  joy  and  rest. 

3  Why  then  should  circumstantials  mar 
That  union  so  divine  ; 

Or  non-essentials  ever  bar 

Those  whom  they  cannot  join  ? 

4  No  forms  or  tenets  can  unite, 
Or  bring  the  soul  to  heaven  ; 

Then  for  the*m  let  no  Christian  fight, 
Where  God  has  all  forgiven. 

5  O  God,  subdue  these  cruel  jars, 
With  thy  cementing  grace  ; 

Nor  let  the  devil  hold  up  bars, 
Among  the  heaven-born  race. 

6  O  give  us  that  transforming  flame, 
Of  the  immortal  Dove, 

That  those  who  bear  thy  lovely  name, 
May  all  contend  for  love. 

HYMN  231.  Part  2d— C.  P.  M. 
Excitement  to  duty  ;  or  the  Lord's  Day  morning. 
VyHENE'ER  I  look  into  thy  word, 
*  *  And  read  about  my  dearest  Lord, 
The  friend  of  sinful  man  ; 
And  trace  my  Savior's  footsteps  there, 
What  humble  love,  what  holy  fear, 

Through  all  his  conduct  ran ! 
2  If  1  regard  the  matchless  grace, 
He  shovv'd  unto  the  human  race, 


376  HYMN  231. 

How  he  for  them  became 
A  poor  sojourner  here  below, 
Oppress'd  by  pain  and  sorrow  too, 

I  can't  but  love  his  name. 

3  And  when  I  view  his  love  to  God, 
Those  steps  in  which  the  Savior  trod, 

I  long  to  tread  them  too  ; 
I  long  to  be  inspired  with  zeal, 
To  execute  my  Father's  will, 

As  Jesus  used  to  do. 

4  I  read  that  he,  on  duty  bent/ 
To  lonely  places  often  went, 

To  seek  his  Father  there  : 
The  early  morn  and  dewy  ground, 
Can  witness  they  the  Savior  found, 

Engaged  in  fervent  prayer. 

5  And  did  my  Savior  use  to  pray, 
Before  the  light  unveil'd  the  day, 

And  shall  I  backward  be  ? 
No,  dearest  Lord,  forbid  the  thought, 
Help  me  to  fight,  as  Jesus  fought, 

Each  foe  that  hinders  me. 

6  And  you,  my  friends,  who  love  his  name, 
Who  love  to  imitate  the  Lamb, 

And  more  of  Jesus  know ; 
Come,  let  us  all  surround  the  throne, 
And  see  what  blessings  on  his  own, 

Our  Savior  will  bestow. 

7  Though  fears  be  great,  temptations  stroag> 
And  though  we  oft  have  waited  long, 

Perhaps  he  may  design, 


HYMN  232.  377 

This  morn  to  give  each  soul  to  see, 
And  say  with  Paul,  "  he  died  for  me/' 
And  the  Redeemer's  mine. 


O 


HYMN  232.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Shouting  God's  praise. 
GOD,  my  heart  with  love  inflame, 


That  I  may,  in  thy  holy  name, 
Aloud  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice, 
While  1  have  breath  to  raise  my  voice ; 
Then  will  I  shout,  then  will  I  sing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring ; 
I'll  sing  and  shout  for  evermore 
On  that  eternal  happy  shore. 

2  O  Jesus,  hope  of  glory,  come, 

And  make  my  heart  thy  humble  home ; 
For  the  short  remnant  of  my  days, 
I  long  to  sing  and  shout  thy  praise  ; 
Lord,  give  me  now  a  heart  to  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  ev'ry  day  ; 
For  to  give  thanks  in  ev'ry  thing, 
To  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing. 

3  When  on  my  dying  bed  I  lay, 

Lord,  give  me  strength  to  shout  and  pray, 

And  praise  thee  with  my  latest  breath, 

Until  my  voice  is  lost  in  death ; 

Then  sisters,  brothers,  shouting  come, 

My  body  follow  to  the  tomb ; 

And  as  you  march  that  solemn  road, 

Sing  loud,  and  shout  the  praise  of  God. 


378  HYMN  233. 

4  Then  you  below,  and  I  above, 
We'll  sing  and  shout  the  God  we  love, 
Until  that  great  and  solemn  day, 

When  Christ  shall  call  our  slumb'ring  clay ; 
Then  from  our  dusty  beds  we'll  spring, 
And  shout,  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  1 
We'll  shout  in  vast  eternity. 

5  Our  race  is  run,  we've  gain'd  the  prize, 
Then  will  the  Ruler  of  the  skies, 

With  smiling,  to  his  children  say, 
Come,  reign  with  me  in  endless  day : 
Then  on  that  happy,  happy  shore, 
We'll  sing  and  shout  for  evermore  ; 
We'll  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing, 
And  make  all  heaven  with  praises  ring. 

HYMN  233.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

Him. 

TOIN  all,  who  love  the  Savior's  name, 
•J  And  sing  his  everlasting  fame  ; 
Great  God,  prepare  each  heart  and  voice, 
In  Him  for  ever  to  rejoice. 

2  Of  Him,  what  wondrous  things  are  told! 
In  Him,  what  glory  I  behold  ! 

For  Him,  I  gladly  all  things  leave ; 
To  Him,  my  soul  for  ever  cleave. 

3  In  Him  my  treasure's  all  contain'd  ; 
By  Him,  my  feeble  soul's  sustain'd ; 
From  Him,  I  all  things  now  receive ; 
Through  Ilim,  rny  soul  does  daily  live. 


HYMN  234.  379 

4  With  Him,  I  daily  love  to  walk ; 
Of  Him,  my  soul  delights  to  talk; 
On  Him,  I  cast  my  daily  care  ; 
Like  Him,  one  day  shall  I  appear. 

5  Bless  Him,  my  soul,  from  day  to  day ; 
Trust  Him,  to  bring  thee  on  the  way ; 
Give  Him,  thy  poor,  weak,  sinful  heart ; 
With  Him,  0  never,  never  part 

6  Take  Him,  for  strength  and  righteousness  ; 
Make  Him,  thy  refuge  in  distress ; 

Love  Him,  above  all  earthly  joy, 
And  Him,  in  ev'ry  thing  employ. 

7  Praise  Him,  in  grateful,  cheerful  songs, 
To  Him,  your  highest  praise  belongs. 
Bless  Him,  who  does  your  Heaven  prepare. 
And  Him,  you'll  praise  for  ever  there. 

HYMN  234.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

The  Christian  and  the  Cross. 

T'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
-*-  Who  lives  by  angels  now  adored ; 
That  Jesus  who  once  died  for  me, 
Who  bore  my  sins  in  agony. 

2  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  his  laws, 
Nor  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 

The  way  he's  gone,  is  lined  with  olood, 
O  may  I  tread  the  steps  he  trod. 

3  I'm  not  ashamed  his  name  to  bear, 
With  those  who  his  disciples  were  : 
Christian,  sweet  name  !  its  worth  I  view, 
0  may  I  wear  the  nature  too. 


380  HYMN  235. 

4  I'm  not  ashamed  to  bear  my  cross, 
For  which  I  count  all  things  but  dross  ; 
Whate'er  I'm  bid  to  do  or  say, 
When  Christ  commands,  I  will  obey. 

5  I'm  not  ashamed  to  be  despised, 
By  those  who  ne'er  religion  prized  : 
ISor  will  I  prove  to  Christ  untrue, 
For  all  that  men  can  say  or  do. 

6  This  world's  vain  honors  will  I  shun, 
The  narrow  way  to  life  I'll  run  ; 
That  this  at  last  my  boast  may  be, 

My  Savior's  not  ashamed  of  me. 

HYMN  235.  Part  2d— 7  &  9. 
Triumph  over  the  World. 

COME,  and  taste  along  with  me, 
The  weary  pilgrim's  consolation; 
Boundless  mercy,  full  and  free, 

The  earnest  of  complete  salvation. 
Joy  and  peace  in  Christ  I  find, 
My  heart  to  him  is  all  resign'd, 
The  fulness  of  his  power  I  prove; 
My  soul  is  all  dissolved  in  love. 
Jesus  is  the  pilgrim's  portion, 
Love's  as  boundless  as  the  ocean. 
2  When  the  world  and  flesh  arise, 

And  try  to  draw  me  from  my  Savior, 
Strangers  slight,  and  friends  despise, 

I  then  more  highly  prize  his  favor ; 
Friends  believe  me  when  I  tell, 
If  Christ  be  present,  all  is  well  ; 
The  world  and  flesh  in  vain  arise, 


HYMN  235.  381 

In  this  I  all  their  good  despise ; 
In  the  world  I've  tribulation, 
But  in  Christ  free  consolation. 

3  When  I'm  in  the  house  of  prayer, 
I  find  him  in  the  congregation ; 

Music  sweet  unto  my  ear, 

Is  the  sweet  sound  of  free  salvation. 
When  I  join  to  sing  his  praise, 
My  heart  in  holy  raptures  raise, 
I  view  Emmanuel's  land  from  far, 
And  shout  and  wish  my  spirit  there, 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation. 
What  I  feel  is  past  expression. 

4  Worldlings  hold  me  in  disdain, 
Because  I  hate  their  carnal  pleasure, 

All  in  this  that  gives  me  pain, 

Is,  that  they  slight  a  noble  pleasure  : 
But  among  them,  bless  the  Lord, 
There's  some  who  tremble  at  his  word ; 
This  to  me  doth  joy  impart, 
To  think  the  Lord  hath  reach'd  their  heart, 
O,  the  grace,  to  mortals  given, 
Peace  on  earth,  and  crowns  in  heaven. 

5  When  I  hear  the  pleasing  sound, 

Of  weeping  mourners,  just  converted, 
The  dead's  alive,  the  lost  is  found, 

The  Lord  hath  heard  the  broken-hearted , 
My  heart  exults,  my  pleasures  flow, 
I  love  my  God  and  brethren  too, 
I  join,  and  shout,  and  sing  aloud, 
And  disregard  the  gazing  crowd  : 


382  HYMN  236. 

Glorious  theme  of  exultation, 
Jesus  Christ  is  my  salvation. 

6  Why  should  I  regard  the  frowns 

Of  those,  who  mock,  deride,  and  slight  me, 
Soon  I'll  lie  beneath  the  ground, 

Beyond  the  reach  of  those  who  hate  me ; 
Sorrows,  toils,  and  sufFrings  o'er, 
I'll  gain  that  blissful,  happy  shore 
And  then,  with  singing  hosts  above, 
I'll  sing  and  shout  redeeming  love, 
Pleasures  there  beyond  expression, 
Ever  roll  in  sweet  succession. 

HYMN  236.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Hie  Evangelist's  Farewell. 

KINDRED,  and  friends,  and  native  land, 
How  shall  we  say  farewell  I 
How,  when  our  swelling  sails  expand, 
How  will  our  bosoms  swell  ! 

2  Yes,  nature,  all  thy  soft  delights 
And  tender  ties,  we  know  ; 

But  love,  more  strong  than  death,  unites 
To  him  that  bids  us  go. 

3  Thus,  when  our  ev'ry  passions  moved, 
The  gushing  tear-drop  starts  ; 

The  cause  of  Jesus,  most  beloved 
Shall  glow  within  our  hearts. 

4  The  sighs  we  breathe  for  precious  souls, 
Where  he  is  yet  unknown, 

Might  waft  us  to  the  distant  poles, 
Or  to  the  burning  zonp. 


HYMN  237.  383 

5  "With  the  warm  wish,  our  bosoms  swell, 

Our  glowing  powers  expand ; 
Farewell,  then  we  can  say  farewell, 

Our  friends,  our  native  land .' 

HYMN  237.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  Christian's  farewell. 

"J7AREWELL,  my  brethren,  all  farewell, 
-*-    I  leave  you  with  the  Lord ; 
O  may  you  shun  the  paths  of  hell, 
By  cleaving  to  his  word. 

2  You  are  most  near  and  dear  to  me, 
I  have  you  in  my  heart ; 

Yet,  the  best  friends  must  sever'd  be, 
So  you  and  I  must  part. 

3  Although  I  leave  you  for  awhile, 
I'll  meet  you  once  again ; 

And  if  it  be  not  in  this  world, 
'Twill  be  on  Cnnaan's  plains. 

4  There  we  shall  meet  and  never  part, 
And  see  the  King  most  glorious  ; 

With  harp  in  hand,  we  all  shall  stand, 
And  strike  one  note  melodious. 

5  My  counsel  unto  you  I  give, 
That  you  do  all  stand  fast, 

In  the  sweet  doctrine  you've  received, 
Of  being  saved  by  grace. 

6  In  holiness  of  life  and  word, 
And  evidence  of  this, 

Walk  in  the  road  the  Lord  hath  said, 
And  you  shall  never  miss. 


384  HYMN  238. 

7  And  let  your  hab'liments  be  these, 
Faith,  hope,  and  charity, 

Also  a  heavenly  garment  is, 
The  soft  and  bless'd  humility. 

8  And  for  the  sword,  the  word  of  God, 
With  the  helmet  of  salvation  ; 

Then  do  not  fear,  but  persevere 
To  heaven  your  habitation. 

HYMN  238.  Part  2d— 8s. 

Composed  by  George  Whitefield. 

AH  !  lovely  appearance  of  death, 
What  sight  upon  earth  is  so  fair  ; 
Not  all  the  gay  pageants  on  earth, 

Can  with  this  dead  body  compare  ! 
With  solemn  delight  I  survey 

The  corpse,  when  the  spirit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  that  beautiful  clay, 
And  longing  to  lie  in  its  stead. 

3  How  bless'd  is  our  brother,  bereft 
Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind, 

How  easy  the  soul  that  has  left 
This  wearisome  body  behind ! 

Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see, 

No  longer  in  misery  now, 
No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

4  His  heart  is  afflicted  no  more 
With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain.-, 

The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 
And  never  shall  vex  him  again  ; 


HYMN  239.  385 

No  anger,  henceforward,  or  shame 

Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay  ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 

The  passions  are  vanished  away. 

4  His  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 
Its  aching:  and  thinking  are  o'er  ; 

This  quiet,  immoveable  breast 

Is  heaved  by  affliction  no  more  ! 
His  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 

Of  sickness  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat, 

It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

5  His  eyes  he  so  seldom  could  close, 
(By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep,) 

Seal'd  up  in  a  lengthy  repose, 

Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep, 
Those  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies, 

Whose  hollows,  from  waters  are  free ; 
The  tears  are  all  wiped  from  his  eyes, 

And  evil  he  never  shall  see. 
6  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 

While  bound  in  this  prison  of  earth ; 
And  still  for  deliverance  pine,  ^ 

And  press  to  the  issues  of  death. 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 

O  might  I,  this  moment  become  ! 
My  spirit,  created  anew, 

My  flesh  be  consign'd  to  the  tomb  ! 

HYMN  239.  Fart  2d— 8  &  6. 

WHEN  thou,my  righteous  Judge,  shall  come 
To  call  thy  ransom'd  people  home, 
26 


386  HYMN  240. 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  throne  to  bow, 

Though  weakest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
To  have  my  worthless  name  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it,  by  thy  grace  ! 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding  place, 

In  that  expected  day  : 
Thy  pard'ning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  still  each  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
Whene'er  th'  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loud,  through  all  the  crowd,  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring, 

With  shouts  of  boundless  grace. 

HYMN  240.  Part  2d— H.  M. 

The  Christian  salutation. 

"DEACE  be  unto  this  house, 

•*■     The  Son  of  Peace  draw  near ; 

But  has  thy  Master's  Son 

A  tabernacle  here  ? 
If  so,  then  I  will  here  remain, 
If  not,  adieu,  I'll  go  again. 


HYMN  241.  387 

2  My  Master  sent  me  here, 
His  Son  a  bride  to  find, 

If  to  him  you  appear, 

If  to  him  you  are  kind ; 
If  so,  come,  go  with  me  to-day, 
If  not,  I'll  go  another  way. 

3  Lord,  send  thy  Spirit  forth, 
Incline  the  heart  also  ; 

Lord,  grant  Rebecca's  voice, 
"  I  with  the  man  will  go  ;" 
'T would  make  thy  servants  all  rejoice, 
To  hear  one  speak  with  such  a  voice. 

HYMN  241.  Part  2d— P.  M. 
Friendship. 

THE  reason  we  love  friendship, 
We'll  deny  to  no  man  ; 
How  can,  how  can,  how  can  we, 
Who  are  form'd  for  happiness, 
Hate  a  loving  brother  ? 
Since  Jesus,  Jesus  died  on  the  tree, 
To  rescue  sinful  man, 
From  violence  and  treason, 
That  we  might  love  each  other, 
And  seek  our  soul's  salvation. 
'Twas  love  that  moved  the  mighty  Lord, 
For  to  redeem  the  nations, 
That  happy,  happy  we  might  be. 
2  On  the  feast-day,  in  ancient  times, 
Jesus  stood  and  cried  : 
If  any,  any,  any  man 
Thirst,  let  him  come  and  freely  drink, 
And  save  his  soul  from  dying. 


368  HYMN  242, 

For  nothing,  nothing  else,  surely  can, 

Quench  the  increasing  thirst, 

That  in  your  heart  is  glowing  ; 

Then  come  and  taste  the  streams  of  grace, 

"Which  are  so  sweetly  flowing  ; 

Saying,  drink  my  love,  my  heavenly  dove, 

It  is  for  you  now  flowing  • 

Then  happy,  happy,  you  shall  be. 

3  Let  us  who  have  begun  to  trace 

The  steps  of  our  Redeemer, 

Follow,  follow,  follow  on  ; 

Believing  we  shall  overcome, 

Resisting,  all  temptations  ; 

Since  Jesus,  Jesus,  Jesus  the  Son, 

With  outstretch'd  arms, 

And  voice  that's  inviting, 

To  purling  streams  of  purest  joy, 

Is  thus  our  souls  exciting, 

Let  thus  impart  to  him  our  hearts, 

By  faith  and  love  uniting, 

Then  happy,  happy,  we  shall  be. 

HYMN  242.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 
Christian  fellowship  and  union. 

COME,  my  Christian  friends  and  brethren, 
Bound  for  Canaan's  happy  land, 
Come,  unite,  and  walk  together, 

Christ,  the  Savior,  gives  command. 
Lay  aside  this  party  spirit. 

Slight  your  Christian  friends  no  more, 
Come,  unite,  and  bliss  inherit, 
Zion's  peace  again  restore. 


HYMN  242.  389 

2  We'll  not  bind  a  brother's  conscience, 
This  to  God  alone  is  free, 

Nor  contend  for  non-essentials, 

But  in  Christ  united  be. 
Here's  the  word,  the  grand  criterion, 

This  shall  all  our  doctrine  prove ; 
Christ  the  centre  of  our  union, 

And  the  bond  is  Christian  love. 

3  Here  my  hand,  my  heart  and  spirit, 
Now  in  fellowship  I  give  ; 

Now  we'll  love  and  peace  inherit, 
Show  the  world  how  Christians  live. 

Now  we're  one  in  Christ  our  Savior, 
Male  nor  female,  bond  nor  free  ; 

Christ  is  all  in  all  for  ever, 

And  we're  happy,  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  Now  we'll  preach  and  pray  together, 
Praise,  give  thanks,  and  shout,  and  sing  i 

Now  we'll  strengthen  one  another, 

And  adore  our  Heavenly  King. 
Now  we'll  join  in  sweet  communion, 

Round  the  table  of  our  Lord ; 
Lord,  confirm  our  Christian  union, 

By  thy  spirit  and  thy  word. 

5  Now  the  world  will  be  constrained 
To  believe  in  Christ  our  King ; 

Thousands,  thousands,  be  converted, 
Round  the  earth  his  praises  ring. 

Happy  day  !  O  joyful  hour, 

Thank  the  Lord,  his  name  we  bless  ; 

Send  thy  word,  my  Lord,  with  power, 
Fill  the  wprld  with  righteousness, 


390  HYMN  243. 

HYMN  243.  Part  2d— L.  M.   -„  * 
The  Star*/  Bethlehem. 

THE  gloomy  nighfchad  gather 'd  o'er. 
And  loud  was  heard  the  tempest's  roar 
The  nattering  day  of  joy  had  fled, 
My  youthful  dreams  forsook  my  head, 
-  illen  night  with  all  its  gloom, 
ten'd  death,  my  instant  doom* 
A  rising  cloud  coneeal'd  each  fern, 
It  hid  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

2  Dark  was  the  cloud  of  sia  that  rose. 
While  fear  my  sinking  spirits  froze  ; 

T       gathering  storm  1  view'd  with  dr*  ad, 

God's  vengeance  lowering  round  my  head. 

'Midsl  3aah  and  tminders  roar, 

I  saw  -  pour, 

In  darkness  left  its  force  I 

I  sought  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  I  view'd  the  dark  beclouded  sky, 
V.      re  many  an  orb  once  caui; 
Their  borrowM  rays  now  veil'd  i: 

No  more  my  darken'd  mind  could  light. 

But  as  I  search'd  with  tearful  eyes, 

I  saw  a 

"With  j<  •  ridiant  ?em. 

It  was  :       Star 

Street  hope  then  hail'd  the  rising  d;. 

And  chased  foreboding  fear  anon 

-  ithering  cloud  soon  wing'd  its  flight, 
And  1  with  joy  embraced  the  light, 
O,  that  sweet  light  to  me  is  dear; 


HYMN  244.  39i 

And  as  it  glides  from  year  to  year, 
The  fairest  in  night's  diadem, 
I'll  sing  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

HYMN  244.  Part  2d— 7  &  6. 

The  Christian  Sailor. 

•'"THE  people  called  Christians, 
-■-  Have  many  things  they  tell, 
About  the  land  of  Canaan, 

Where  saints  and  angels  dwell ; 
But  sin,  a  dreadful  ocean, 

Encloses  them  around, 
With  its  tides  still  divides  them 

From  Canaan's  happy  ground. 

2  Thousands  have  been  impatient 
To  find  a  passage  through, 

And,  with  united  vigor, 

Have  tried  what  they  could  do  ; 

But  vessels  built  by  human  skill 
Have  never  sailed  far, 

Till  we  found  them  aground 
On  some  dreadful  sandy  bar. 

3  The  everlasting  gospel 

Has  launch'd  to  the  deep  at  last ; 
Behold  her  sails  extended 

Around  her  towering  mast ; 
Around  her  deck  in  order, 

Her  joyful  converts  stand, 
Crying,  "  O,  here  we  go 

T"  Emmanuel's  happy  land!" 

4  To  all  that  stand  spectators 
What  anguish  will  ensue, 


302  HYMN  245. 

To  hear  their  old  companions 

Bid  them  a  long  adieu  ; 
The  pleasure  of  your  paradise 

Can  us  no  more  invite, 
While  we  sail  you  may  rail, 

But  we'll  soon  be  out  of  sight. 

5  We're  now  on  the  wide  ocean, 
We  bid  this  world  farewell ; 

And  where  we  shall  cast  anchor, 

No  human  tongue  can  tell  : 
About  our  future  destiny 

There  needs  no  more  debate, 
While  we  ride  on  the  tide, 

With  the  captain  and  the  mate. 

6  The  passengers  united, 
In  order,  peace  and  love  ; 

The  wind  all  in  their  favor, 

How  sweetly  they  do  move  ; 
The  tempest  now  assails  us, 

The  raging  billows  roar  ' 
We  will  sweep  through  the  deep, 

Till  we  reach  that  blessed  shore. 

HYMN  245.  Part  2d— 10  &  8. 

The  impartial  song. 

'TVHE  great  God  of  love  lias  shown  us  the  way 
-*-    And  taught  us  the  impartial  song  ; 
The  spirit  is  come,  and  the  work  has  begun, 
And  we  are  all  united  in  one. 

2  Now  sin  begins  to  die,  grace  gains  the  victory. 
And  pride  falls  a  prey  to  the  ground  : 


HYMN  246.  893 

We  lift  up  our  heads  as  we  rise  from  the  dead, 
And  the  glory  of  God  shines  around. 

3  Salvation  we  see  for  all  is  most  free, 
The  members  of  Christ  are  all  one  ; 

We'll  march  uniform,  and  with  courage  face 
the  storm, 
In  the  battle  our  Savior's  begun. 

4  United  in  one,  the  race  we  will  run, 
Press  forward  by  faith  without  fear ; 

Such  glory  pursue,  as  the  world  never  knew, 
Never  will  till  the  gospel  they  hear. 

5  The  reprover  of  sin  hath  shown  us  the  way, 
The  Comforter  leads  us  along ;  [field, 

The  book  is  unseal'd,  Judah's  Lion  takes  the 
As  he  learns  us  the  impartial  song. 

6  Now  let  us  be  true,  our  journey  pursue, 
Tow'rd  heav'n  our  glorious  home  ;       [cord, 

Press  on  by  the  word,  Christ  has  left  on  re- 
Singing  glory  to  Jesus — Amen. 

HYMN  246.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  Royal  Proclamation. 

HEAR  the  Royal  Proclamation, 
The  glad  tidings  of  salvation, 
Publish'd  unto  ev'ry  creature, 
To  the  ruin'd  sons  of  nature. 


Jesus  reigns,  he  reigns  victorious, 
Over  heaven  and  earth  most  glorious  J 
Jesaa  reigns 


394  HYMJS  246. 

2  See  the  royal  banner  flying, 
Hear  the  heralds  boldly  crying, 
"  Rebel  sinners  !  royal  favor 
Now  is  offer'd  by  the  Savior." 

3  Hear,  ye  sons  of  wrath  and  ruin, 
Ye  who  wrought  }rour  own  undoing  ; 
Here  is  life  and  free  salvation, 
Offer'd  to  the  whole  creation. 

4  'Twas  for  you  that  Jesus  died, 
For  you  he  was  crucified  ; 
Conquer'd  death  and  rose  to  heaven, 
Life  eternal  through  him  given. 

5  Turn  unto  the  Lord  most  holy, 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly. 
Turn,  O  turn  unto  the  Savior, 
Turn,  or  you  are  lost  for  ever. 

6  For  this  love  let  rocks  and  mountains, 
Purling  streams  and  crystal  fountains, 
Roaring  thunders,  lightning's  blazes, 
Shout  the  great  Messiah's  praises  ! 

7  Here  is  wine,  and  milk,  and  hone}-, 
Come  and  purchase  without  money  ; 
.Mercy,  like  a  flowing  fountain, 
Streaming  from  the  hoi}-  mountain. 

8  Shout !  ye  tongues  of  every  nation, 
Christ  has  died  for  your  salvation  ; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamation, 

To  the  prince  of  your  salvation. 

9  Shout !  ye  saints,  make  joyful  mention, 
Christ  has  died  for  your  redemption ; 


HYMN  247.  895 

Shout  the  praise  of  Judah's  Lion, 
The  Almighty  King  of  Zion  ; 

10  Now  our  souls  have  caught  new  fire, 
Brethren,  raise  your  voices  higher! 
Angels  shout  the  joyful  story, 
Through  that  brighter  world  of  glory. 

HYMN  247.  Part  2d— 8  &  6. 
The  Christian  Uniform. 

T\RESS'D  uniform,  Christ's  soldiers  are, 

•*-J  When  duty  calls  abroad  ; 

Not  purchased  by  their  cost  or  -care, 

But  b)'  their  Prince  bestowed  ; 
Christ's  soldiers  eat  the  bread  of  God, 

Wear  regimental  dress  ; 
'Tis  heav'nly  white,  and  faced  with  red, 

'Tis  Christ  our  righteousness. 

2  No  art  of  man  can  weave  this  robe, 
Tis  of  such  mixture  fine, 

Nor  could  the  worth «of  all  the  globe 

By  purchase  make  it  mine  : 
'Tis  of  one  piece  and  wove  throughout, 

So  curiously  that  none 
Can  dress  up  in  this  uniform, 

Till  Jesus  puts  it  on. 

3  The  vesture  never  waxes  old, 
No  spot  thereon  can  fall ; 

It  makes  the  soldier  strong  and  bold, 

And  dutiful  withal. 
Lord,  dress  me  in  this  robe  each  day, 

And  it  shall  hide  my  shame ; 


396  HYMN  246. 

Shall  make  me  fight  'gainst  sin,  and  pray, 
And  bless  my  Captain's  name. 

4  How  firm  and  bold  Christ's  soldiers  are, 

When  dress'd  up  in  this  robe  ; 
They  look  like  men  equipp'd  for  "war, 

Or  like  the  sons  of  God  ; 
Their  shield  is  faith,  their  helmet,  hope, 

And  thus  they  march  Christ's  road, 
Christ's  spirit  is  their  glitt'ring  sword, 

They  act  their  part  for  God. 

HYMN  248.  Part  2d— P.  M. 

The  pure  testimony. 

THE  pure  testimony  is  pour'd  forth  in  the 
Cuts  like  a  keen  two-edged  sword  ;  [spirit, 
And  hypocrites  now  are  most  sorely  tormented, 

Because  they're  condemn'd  by  the  word  : 
The  pure  testimony  discovers  its  dross,  [cross, 
While  wicked  professors  make  light  of  the 
But  Babylon  trembles  for  fear  of  the  loss. 

2  Is  not  the  time  come  for  the  church  to  be 

gather'd 
Into  the  one  Spirit  of  God? 
Baptized  by  one  Spirit  into  the  one  body, 

Partaking  Christ's  flesh  and  his  blood  ;  [see, 

They  drink  to  one  Spirit  which  makes  them  all 

They're  one  in  Christ  Jesus  wherever  they  be, 

The  Jews  and  the  Gentiles,  the  bond  and  the 

free. 

3  Then  blow  ye  the  trumpet  in  pure  testimony  ; 
And  let  the  world  hear  it  again ; 


HYMN  248.  307 

O  come  ye  irom  Babylon,  Egypt,  and  Sodom, 

And  make  your  way  over  the  plain : 
And  gird  on  your  armor,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  direct  you  by  his  living  word ; 
The  pure  testimony  will  cut  like  a  sword. 

4  The  great  prince  of  darkness  is  must'ring 

his  forces, 
To  make  you  his  pris'ners  again, 
By    flatt'ries,    reproaches,  and  vile  persecu- 
tions, 
That  you  in  his  cause  may  remain ; 
But  shun  his  temptations  wherever  they  lay, 
And  fear  not  his  servants  whatever  they  say, 
The  pure  testimony  will  give  you  the  day. 

5  The  world  will  not  persecute  those  who  are 

like  them, 

But  hold  them  the  same  as  their  own  ; 
The  pure  testimony  cries  up  separation, 

And  calls  you  your  lives  to  lay  down  : 
Come  out  from  their  spirit  and  practices  too  : 
The  track  of  the  Savior  keep  full  in  your  view, 
The  pure  testimony  will  cut  the  way  through. 

6  A  battle  is  coming  betweon   the  two   king- 
The  armies  will  gather  anon  ;  [doms, 

The  pure  testimony  and  vile  persecution 

Will  come  to  close  battle  ere  long. 
Then  wash  all  your  robes  in  the  blood  of  the 

Lamb, 
And  walk  in  the  spirit  as  Jesus  has  done ; 
In  pure  testimony  you  will  overcome. 


598  HYMN  249. 

HYMN  249.  Part  2d— P.  M. 
There  remaineth  a  rest  to  the  children  of  God, 
^WEET   were   the   cheering  words  that 


S 


broke 
From  our  Redeemer  when  he  spoke, 

Of  mansions  for  the  bless'd  ; 
His  saints  again  his  face  shall  see, 
And  where  he  is  they  too  shall  be, 

In  realms  of  endless  rest. 

2  Yes,  there's  a  rest  for  saints  on  high, 
A  rest  prepared  for  those  who  die, 

Reclining  on  his  breast — 
The  weary  pilgrim  homeward  turns, 
While  in  his  bosom  anxious  burns, 

The  hope  of  future  rest. 

3  How  light  the  ills  of  time  appear, 
How  short  the  state  of  sufFring  here, 

If  but  in  Jesus  bless'd  ; 
The  way-worn  trav'Uer  undismayed, 
Espies  beyond  death's  gloomy  shade, 

A  heaven  of  endless  rest. 

4  O  'tis  but  just  a  step  between, 
This  mortal  state  and  that  unseen 

Abode  of  myriads  bless'd  ; 
And  oft  my  soul  is  in  a  strait 
More  anxious  to  depart  than  wait 

To  find  the  promised  rest. 

5  Hail,  precious  moments,  as  ye  fly  ! 
In  swift  succession  hasten  nigh 


HYMN  250.  399 

Release  to  the  oppress'd ; 
Come,  welcome  death,  and  friendly  grave, 
Gladly  I'd  pass  the  chilling  wave, 

And  enter  endless  rest. 

HYMN  250.  Part  2d— C.  P.  M. 
Evening. 

THE  sun  is  set,  the  day  is  closed, 
The  night  is  calm,  the  world  composed, 
And  cares  are  laid  aside  ; 
So  fly  my  days  without  control, 
Like  rolling  spheres  around  the  pole, 
Or  swift  as  meteors  glide. 

2  My  life  at  best  is  but  a  span, 
Few  are  the  days  allow'd  to  man. 

To  number  here  in  pain  ; 
Each  moment  clips  the  little  space, 
Contracts  the  span,  cuts  short  the  race, 

And  winds  the  mortal  chain. 

3  Soon  will  the  wheel  to  pieces  break, 
The  fountain  dry,  the  fabric  shake, 

And  night  its  curtain  spread  ; 
My  sun  must  set,  my  night  will  come, 
This  feeble  form  in  yonder  tomb, 

Must  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  Well,  if  my  days  must  end  so  soon, 
My  morning  sun  no  down  at  noon, 

The  present  I'll  improve  ; 
I'll  watch  the  moments  as  they  fly, 
Improve  them  all  as  they  pass  by, 

And  serve  the  God  I  love, 


400  HYMN  251. 

5  111  strive  to  make  my  calling  sure, 
To  gain  the  mark,  the  prize  secure, 

And  wait  th'  immortal  crown  ; 
I'll  take  the  cross,  the  shame  despise, 
I'll  seek  a  mansion  in  the  skies, 

And  there  with  Christ  sit  down. 

6  Then  break,  thou  wheel,  thou  cord,  untie, 
Thou  fabric  fail,  thou  fountain  dry, 

And  night  thy  curtains  spread ; 
Go  down,  my  sun,  wind  up,  my  chain, 
Contract,  my  span,  and  end,  my  pain, 

And  lodge  me  with  the  dead. 

HYMN  251.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 
Fall  of  Babylon. 

HAIL  the  day  so  long  expected  ! 
Hail  the  year  of  full  release  ; 
Zion's  walls  are  now  erected, 

And  her  watchmen  publish  peace. 
Through  the  Shiloh's  wide  dominion, 

Hear  the  trumpet  loudly  roar, 
Babylon  is  falling,  is  falling,  is  falling, 
Babylon  is  falling  to  rise  no  more. 

2  All  her  merchants  stand  with  wonder, 
"  What  is  this  that  comes  to  pass," 

Murm'ring  like  the  distant  thunder, 
Crying,  "  O,  alas  !  alas  !" 

Swell  the  sound,  ye  kings  and  nobles, 
Priests  and  people,  rich  and  poor, 
Babylon  is  falling,  &c. 


HYMN  252.  401 

3  Sing  aloud,  ye  heavenly  choir, 
Shout,  ye  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb, 

See  the  city  all  on  fire, 

How  it  sinks  beneath  the  flame  ! 
Now's  the  day  of  compensation 

On  the  mystic,  drunk  with  gore  ; 
Babylon  is  falling,  &c. 

4  Blow  the  trumpet  in  mount  Zion, 
Christ  will  come  the  second  time, 

Ruling  with  a  rod  of  iron, 

All  who  now  as  foes  combine. 

Babel's  garments  we've  rejected, 
And  the  wedge  of  golden  ore ; 

Babylon  is  falling,  &c. 

HYMN  252.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
Penitence. 

DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  1 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief, 
Burst  forth  from  ev'ry  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  see  ! 

Be  thou  astonish'd,  O  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee  ! 

3  He  wept,  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear  ; 

In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 
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402  HYMN  253. 

HYMN  253.  Part  2d— lis. 
The  bower  of  Prayer. 

TO  leave  my  dear  friends,  and  with  neigh- 
bors to  part, 
And  go  from  my  home,  it  afflicts  not  my  heart, 
Like  the  thought  of  absenting  myself  for  a  day, 
From  that  bless'd  retreat  where  I've  chosen  to 
pray. 

2  Sweet  bower,  where  the  pine  and  the  poplar 

have  spread, 
And  woven  their  branches  a  roof  o'er  my  head ; 
How  oft  have  I  knelt  on  the  ever-green  there, 
And  pour'd  cut  my  soul  to  my  Savior  in  prayer. 

3  The  early,  shrill  notes  of  a  loved  nightingale, 
That  dwelt  in  the  bower,  I  observed  as  my  bell, 
To  call  me  to  duty,  while  birds  in  the  air 
Sung  anthems  oi  praises  as  I  went  to  prayer. 

4  How  sweet  were  the  zephyrs  perfumed  by  the 
The  ivy, the  balsam,  and  wild  t sglantine  ;  [pine, 
But  sweeter,  O  sweeter  superlative  were 
The  joys  that  I  tasted  in  answer  to  prayer. 

5  For  Jesus  my  Savior  oft  deigned  to  meet, 
And  bless  with  his  presence  my  humble,  retreat, 
Pft  fill'd  me    with  raptures  and  blessedness 

there, 
Inditing,  in  heaven's  own  language,  my  prayer. 

6  Dear  bower,  I  must  leave  you,  and 'bid  you 

adieu, 
And  pay  my  devotions  in  parts  that  are  new, 
Well  knowing  my  Savior  resides  cv'ry  where, 
And  can  in  all  places  give  ans  wer  to  prayer. 

7  Although  I  shall  never  revisit  the  shade, 
JBut  oft  shall  I  think  of  the  \  ows  I  have  made, 


HYMN  254.  403 

And  while  at  a  distance,  my  mind  will  repair, 
To  the  place  where  my  Savior,  first  answer'd 
my  prayer. 

HYMN  254.  Part  2d— H.  M. 
Dedicatory  Hymn. 

TO  God  who  built  the  sky, 
Who  form'd  the  earth  and  sea, 
Who  bade  the  comets  fly, 
And  order'd  by  decree, 
The  planets  in  their  course  to  run, 
And  order  keep,  till  time  is  done  : 

2  To  thee,  thou  God  of  might, 
Our  humble  songs  we  raise, 

With  angels  robed  in  light, 

We  tune  our  hearts  to  praise, 
Creation's  God  and  nature's  King — 
Accept  the  sacrifice  we  bring. 

3  O  let  thy  Spirit  shine, 
Upon  this  chosen  place  ; 

And  in  thy  light  divine, 

Reveal  the  way  of  grace 
Teach  us  to  know  thy  righteous  will, 
That  we  thy  precepts  may  fulfil. 

4  Here,  oft  within  these  walls, 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  reveal  ; 

And  to  the  gospel  calls 
Affix  thy  sacred  seal; 
Make  truth  to  reach  the  sinner's  heart, 
And  to  thy  saints  new  strength  impart. 

5  Here  may  the  poor  be  fed, 

All  who  thy  grace  would  prove, 


404  HYMN  255. 

Partake  ofliving  bread, 

Which  comes  from  heaven  abore. 
Here  may  the  sick  a  balsam  find, 
To  cure  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 

6  Here  may  the  weary  soul, 
With  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd  ; 

Partake  of  blessings  full, 

And  find  the  promised  rest. 
Cause  trembling  souls  to  lose  their  fear, 
The  dumb  to  speak,  the  deaf  to  hear. 

7  Our  off 'ring,  Lord,  is  thirfe, 
This  house  was  built  for  thee  ; 

O  make  thy  presence  shine 

On  it  continually  : 
Within  these  walls,  display  thy  grace, 
And  sanctify  this  chosen  place. 

HYMN  255.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Another. 

LORD  of  eternal  truth  divine, 
Of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  sea  ; 
Descend,  and  own  this  house  of  thine 
We  dedicate  to  thee. 

2  Here  let  thy  glory,  like  a  cloud, 
Descend  and  fill  the  place  ; 

And  look  -with  mercy  on  the  crowd, 
Who  wait  before  thy  face. 

3  The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 
The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 

"Vet  he  descends  and  dwells  with  men, 
By  his  Almighty  power. 


HYMN  255.  405 

4  Lord,  here  we  meet  to  preach,  and  pray, 
And  hear,  and  think,  and  sing  : 

And  consecrate  this  house  to-day, 
A  temple  to  our  King. 

5  Here  let  thy  servants  boldly  stand, 
And  here  the  gospel  teach, 

And  diff'rent  orders  in  the  land, 
May  here  collect  and  preach. 

6  Here  let  thy  saints  of  ev'ry  name, 
Forget  their  party  zeal  ; 

The  deaf,  and  dumb,  and  blind,  and  lame, 
May  here  salvation  feel. 

7  O  bless  the  men  of  lib'ral  heart, 
Whose  treasures  have  been  given. 

To  build  the  house  we  set  apart, 
And  consecrate  to  heaven. 

8  May  they  have  blessings  more  divine, 
A  treasure  in  the  skies, 

When  sun  and  moon  forbear  to  shine, 
And  old  creation  dies. 

9  Let  peace  and  glory  be  the  lot, 
Of  all  assembled  here  ; 

And  angels  guard  the  holy  spot 
And  house,  from  year  to  year, 

10  Till  time  shall  sweep  the  present  age, 
To  mingle  with  their  dust  : 

And  children's  children  fill  the  stage, 
Now  occupied  by  us. 


406  HYMN  256,  257. 

HYMN  256.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Another. 
(~*  REAT  Architect  of  heaven  and  earth, 
^-*"  To  whom  all  nature  owes  its  birth : 
Thou  spake,  and  vast  creation  stood, 
Survey'd  the  work — pronounced  it  good. 

2  Lord,  canst  thou  deign  to  own  and  bless 
This  humble  dome,  this  sacred  place  ? 

Oh  let  thy  Spirit's  presence  shine, 
Within  these  walls,  this  house  of  thine. 

3  'Twas  rear'd  in  honor  of  thy  name, 
Here  kindle,  Lord,  the  sacred  flame  ; 
O  make  it  burn  in  ev'ry  heart, 

And  never  from  this  place  depart. 

4  Here  may  the  gospel's  lib'ral  truth, 
Instruct  the  aged  and  the  youth  ; 
Nor  let  illib'ral  party  zeal, 

E'er  mar  the  union  Christians  feel. 

5  Let  life  divine  here  seize  the  dead, 
Here  may  the  starving  poor  be  fed  ; 
Here  may  the  mourner  comfort  find, 
Here  cure  the  deaf,  the  dumb,  the  blind. 

6  Lord,  here  the  wants  of  all  supply, 
And  fit  our  souls  to  dwell  on  high  ; 
From  service  in  this  humble  place, 
Raise  us  to  praise  thee  face  to  face. 

HYMN  257.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
"  Father,  forgive." 
T^RE  yet  he  bow'd  his  sacred  head, 
-^  With  scoffing  foes  in  view, 


HYMN  958.  40? 

"  Father,  forgive  them,"  Jesus  pray'd, 
"  They  know  not  what  they  do." 

2  Yes,  on  the  cross  the  Lamb  I  see, 
I  hear  the  fervent  prayer  ; 

"  Father,  forgive"  included  me, 
I  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 

3  'Twas  cruel  sin  his  body  tore, 
Mine  help'd  to  do  the  deed  ; 

Sin's  pond'rous  load  his  body  bore, 
Sin  made  him  groan  and  bleed. 

4  But  O,  what  love,  what  wondrous  love^ 
Ran  with  the  crimson  tide  ; 

God's  only  Son  from  heaven  above, 
Wept,  pitied,  pray'd,  and  died  ! 

5  Lord,  let  thy  love  subdue  my  soul, 
Keep  me  from  day  to  day  ; 

That  I  may  love  without  control, 
May  love,  forgive,  and  pray. 

HYMN  258.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  Harvest. 

THIS  is  the  field,  the  world  below, 
In  which  the  sowers  came  to  sow, 
Jesus  the  wheat,  Satan  the  tares 
(For  so  the  word  of  truth  declares  ;) 
And  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

2  To  love  my  sins,  a  saint  appear, 
To  grow  in  wheat  and  be  a  tare — 
May  serve  me  while  on  earth  below, 


408  HYMN  259. 

Where  tares  and  wheat  together  grow  ; 
But  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

3  Most  awful  truth,  and  is  it  so? 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know  ? 
Is  ev'ry  man  a  wheat  or  tare  ? 

Me  for  the  harvest,  Lord,  prepare  ; 
For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

4  Then  all  who  truly  righteous  be, 
Their  Father's  kingdom  soon  shall  see  ; 
But  tares  in  bundles  shall  be  bound, 
And  cast  in  hell — O  !  doleful  sound  ! 

For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

HYMN  259.  Part  2d— P.  M\ 

Bruce1  s  Address  transposed* 

CHRISTIANS,  Christ  for  you  hath  bled, 
He  for  you  the  way  hath  led. 
Welcome  to  the  Christian  war. 
Crowns  and  victory. 
Now's  the  day,  and  now's  the  hour 
See  the  front  of  battle  low'r, 
See,  approach  Apollyon's  power, 
Chains  and  slavery. 

2  Who  will  be  a  traitor  knife  ? 
Who  will  fill  a  Judas'  grave  I 
Or  to  Satan  be  a  slave  '. 

Let  him  turn  and  flee. 
Who  for  Zion's  King  and  Lordr. 


HYMN  2G0.  409 

Freedom's  two-edged  sword  will  guard, 
Fighting  for  the  great  reward  ? 
Let  him  follow  on. 

3  Bigots  war  and  give  us  pain, 
Sects  will  treat  us  with  disdain, 
Seek  our  sentiments  to  stain, 

Yet  we  will  be  free. 
Lay  the  proud  and  haughty  low, 
Satan,  sin,  and  ev'ry  foe  ; 
Let  us  full  salvation  know, 

Through  Emmanuel. 

4  Then  we'll  joyful  sing  in  death, 
Shouting  with  our  latest  breath, 
Gladly  bid  adieu  to  earth, 

With  triumphant  faith. 
Then  we'll  reach  th'  immortal  shore, 
War  and  battles  rage  no  more, 
To  eternity  we'll  soar, 

Endless  cro\vn3  to  share. 


HYMN  260.  Part  2d— P.  M. 

The  PilgrinCs  consolation. 

A  FEW  more  days  of  grief  and  wo, 
A  few  more  suff  'ring  scenes  below, 
And  then  to  glory  we  shall  go, 
Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow  ; 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

2  Come,  who  will  march  to  win  the  prize, 
And  take  the  kingdom  in  the  skies, 
Where  joy  nor  friendship  never  dies, 


410  HYMN  261. 

But  always  reign  in  Paradise, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory  ! 

3  Come,  parents,  children,  bond  and  free, 
Say,  will  you  go  to  heaven  with  me, 
That  glorious  land  of  rest  to  see, 
Where  we  shall  dwell  eternally, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory  ? 

4  My  soul  grows  happy  while  I  sing, 
I  feel  that  I  am  on  the  wing, 

We'll  shout  salvation  to  our  King, 
And  each  to  heaven  our  trophies  bring, 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

5  The  beauteous  fields  of  living  green, 
Through  faith  the  telescope,  are  seen, 
Though  Jordan's  billows  roll  between, 
We  soon  shall  cross  the  narrow  stream, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

6  The  rose  and  lily  there  shall  stand, 
In  holy  bloom  at  God's  right  hand, 

O  how  I  long  for  Canaan's  land, 
To  join  that  holy,  happy  band, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

7  Our  tears  shall  all  be  wiped  away, 
And  Christians  no  more  go  astray, 
But  with  our  Savior  there  to  stay, 
And  dwell  with  him  in  endless  day. 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory. 

HYMN  201.  Part  2d— L.  M. 

AS  fades  the  landscape  from  the  sight, 
When  evening  shades  obscure  the  light ; 


HYMN  262.  411 

So  fade,  alas  !  the  joys  of  earth, 

And  wither  ere  they  scarce  have  birth. 

2  As  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower, 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour  ; 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly,- 
And  pleasures  only  bloom  to  die. 

3  As  fades  our  friendship's  early  joy, 
The  seeming  gold  is  half  alloy  ; 
That  tie  which  binds  the  human  heart, 
The  clr)ser  drawn,  will  sooner  part. 

4  Thus  fade  our  sweetest  comforts  here, 
Our  dearest  friends  soon  disappear ; 
When  the  loud  call  from  God  is  given, 
They  sleep  in  death  to  wake  in  heaven. 

5  But  there  are  joys  that  never  fade, 
Where  these  privations  ne'er  invade, 
Where  virtue  its  reward  shall  prove, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  262.  Part  2d— 9  &  8. 

The  valley  of  rejwsc. 

T  OW  down  in  this  beautiful  valley,  [lowly, 
*-*  Where  love  crowns  the  meek  and  the 
Where  loud  storms  of  envy  and  folly, 

May  roll  on  their  billows  in  vain  , 
The  low  soul  in  humble  subjection, 
Shall  here  find  unshaken  protection, 
The  soft  gales  of  cheering  reflection, 

The  mind  soothed  from  sorrow  and  pain, 


412  HYMN  263. 

2  This  low  vale  is  far  from  contention, 
Where  no  soul  can  dream  of  dissension, 
No  dark  wiles  of  evil  invention, 

Can  find  out  this  region  of  peace  ; 
O  there,  there,  the  Lord  will  deliver, 
And  souls  drink  of  this  beautiful  river, 
Which  flows  peace  for  ever  and  ever, 

Where  love  and  joy  will  ever  increase. 

HYMN  263.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 
Gratitude  for  a  Savior. 

HAIL  !  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
Hail  !  thou  Galilean  king  ; 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us, 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail  !  thou  agonizing  Savior, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ; 
By  thy  fulness  we  find  favour, 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Precious  Larnb  !  by  God  appointed, 
All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 

By  almighty  love  anointed, 
Thou  art  all  unto  us  made, 

All  our  sins  are  now  forgiven, 
Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  ; 

Open  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Peace  is  made  twist  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail  !  enthroned  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  abide  ; 

All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 


HYMN  264.  413 

There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 
There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  ; 

Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worship,  honor,  power  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  : 
Loudest  praises  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 
Help,  ye  bright,  angelic  spirits, 

Tiring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Savior's  merits, 

Help.|o  chant  Emmanuel's  praise. 

HYMN  264.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Joys  of  Heaven. 

WHAT  scenes  of  glory  strike  my  sense, 
While  earth  recedes  from  sight ! 
While  on  faith's  pinions,  far  from  hence, 
I  take  the  wondrous  flight ! 

2  How  mean  are  all  the  toys  of  earth, 
Compared  to  joys  divine  ! 

I  envy  not  the  sinner's  mirth, 
For  what  is  his  to  mine  ? 

3  No  mortal  eye  hath  yet  perceived, 
Nor  mortal  ear  hath  heard, 

Nor  heart  hath  yet  the  bliss  conceived, 
God  hath  for  saints  prepared. 

4  Eternal  round  of  ceaseless  joy  ! 
Transporting,  rapt'rous  thought ; 

There,  saints  shall  feast  without  alloy, 
O,  what  hath  Jesus  bought ! 


414  HYMN  205. 

5  Millions  of  years  may  roll  away, 
Still  joys  are  ever  new  ; 

'Twill  be  but  one  eternal  day, 
And  that  a  Sabbath  too. 

6  To  call  such  lasting  pleasures  mine, 
And  gain  that  bless'd  abode, 

1  all  the  joys  of  sin  resign, 

And  glory  in  my  God. 

HYMN  265.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 

Frailty  and  felicity. 

"DORX  in  anguish,  nursed  in  sorrow. 
■*-*  Journeying  through  a  shadowy  span, 
Fresh  with  health  to-Ja}-,  to-morrow- 
Cold  and  lifeless — such  is  man. 
Scarce  produced  to  light,  ere   dying, 
Like  the  fancied  vision  flying  ; 
Scarcely  budding  forth,  when  blighted, 
Dust  to  dust  again  united. 

2  Richly  shines  the  rainbow  glowing. 
Lightly  laughs  the  morning  beam, 

Sweetly  smells  the  flow'ret  blooming, 
Deeply  rolls  the  mountain  stream  ' 
But  the  heavenly  bow  hath  faded, 
And  the  morning  beam  is  shaded, 
And  to  earth  the  flower  has  hasted, 
And  the  mountain  stream  hath  wasted. 

3  Yet,  though  pass'd  awhile,  these  lie  not 
Ever  in  destruction's  chain  ; 

Though  the  flowers  may  fade,  they  die  not, 
Spring  shall  wake  their  buds  again  ; 


HYMN  266.  415 

Morning's  smiles  again  shall  brighten, 
And  the  storm  the  rainbow  lighten, 
And  the  torrent,  (summer  finish'd,^ 
Roll  its  waters  undiminish'd. 

4  Man,  alone,  when  death  hath  bound  him, 
Moulders  in  the  silent  grave  ; 

Of  the  friends,  who  once  were  round  him, 

None  to  succor,  none  to  save. 
Then,  when  night  and  gloom  assail  thee, 
And  thy  strength  and  glory  fail  thee, 
And  thy  boasted  beauty  waneth, 
Cold — in  darkness — what  remaineth  ? 

5  Cheering  splendor  yet  attends  us, 
'Midst  these  scenes  of  deepest  gloom ; 

'Tis  our  hope  in  Christ  defends  us 

From  the  terrors  of  the  tomb. 
When  we  leave  this  vale  of  sadness, 
'Tis  to  share  unmingled  gladness  ; 
O,  the  happy — happy  greeting, 
Jesus — and  our  friends  then  meeting. 

HYMN  266.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

The  marriage  of  the  Lamb. 

^HE  splendid  scene  presents  to  sight, 
-■-    And  faith  declares  it  near ; 
When,  to  receive  his  heart's  delight, 
The  Savior  will  appear. 

2  On  a  white  throne,  with  glory  crown'd, 

His  majesty  descends  ; 
Behold  the  nations  gath'ring  round, 

From  earth's  remotest  ends. 


416  HYMN  267. 

3  Before  his  grand,  imperial  throne, 
At  his  impartial  bar, 

The  num'rous  worlds  are  seen  and  known, 
Assembled  from  afar. 

4  The  book  of  life  is  in  his  hand, 
Its  sacred  lids  unfold, 

The  pages  where  the  righteous  stand, 
In  characters  of  gold. 

5  Behold  his  smiling  countenance, 
Hark,  hear  his  charming  voice, 

11  Come,  share  in  my  inheritance, 
Thou  fairest  of  my  choice."     J 

6  He's  come  to  welcome  home  his  bride, 
To  everlasting  rest  ; 

Adorn'd  with  glory  by  his  side, 
She's  pass'd  the  solemn  test. 

7  Then  to  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
To  mansions  rear'd  above  ; 

The  city  of  the  great  I  AM, 
Jesus  transports  his  love. 

8  In  spacious  mansions  in  the  skies, 
Around  the  sapphire  throne, 

Anthems  of  praise  seraphic  rise, 
Celestial  joys  are  known. 

HYMN  207.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Devotion. 

WHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  power, 
Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 


HYMN  268.  417 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestoVd, 
To  ihee  my  thoughts  would  soar; 

Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd, 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  Jn  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
Tliy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 

Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 
Hecause  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 
In  every  pain  I  bear, 

My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favor'd  hour, 
Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 

Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 
The  gath  ring  storm  shall  see  ; 

My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  ; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

HYMN  268.  Part  2d— S.  M. 

The  love  of  Jesus, 

TV/TY  Jesus,  thou  hast  taught 
■*■▼-■.  This  heart  to  love  but  thee  ; 
The  sweetest  joys  below  are  fraught 

With  emptiness  to  me. 
2  If  sorrow  shades  my  eyes, 

It  is  when  thou  art  ifled  ; 
Deep  in  the  dust  my  spirit  lies, 

And  mourns  its  comforts  dead. 
27 


418  fiYMN  26'x 

3  The  world  has  lost  its  power 
To  sooth  this  inward  pain ; 

To  me  it  is  a  faded  flower, 
That  cannot  bloom  again. 

4  But  when  thy  smile  appears, 
To  chase  my  gloom  away, 

How  bursts  my  song  ;  how  sink  my  fears  ; 
My  night  is  turn'd  to  day. 

5  Then,  Lord,  no  more  permit 
This  heart  from  thee  to  rove  ; 

O  that  I  might  for  ever  sit 
At  thy  dear  feet,  and  love. 

HYMN  269.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Closet  Hymn. 

WHEN,  O  my  Savior,  shall  this  heart 
So  feel  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
That  from  Ihy  cross  'twill  ne'er  depart, 
But  live  around  that  hallow'd  place  ? 

2  The  brightest  scenes  of  earth  are  dim, 
If  Jesus  be  not  with  me  there  ; 

All  worldly  joys  compared  with  him, 
Seem  vain  as  fleeting  shadows  are. 

3  O  could  I  live  beneath  his  smile, 
And  lean  upon  his  sacred  breast ; 

No  fond  allurements  should  beguile 
A  heart  so  privileged — so  bless'd. 

4  Come  then,  my  Savior,  and  constrain 
This  wayward  soul,  nor  let  it  rove  ; 

Recall  me  to  thine  arms  again, 
And  bind  me  there  witu  cords  of  love. 


HYMN  270,  271.  419 

HYMN  270.  Part  2d— lis  &  10s. 

Jesus  my  Hope. 
f~\  JESUS  my  hope,  for  me  offer'd  up,  [top  ; 
^  Who  with  clamor  pursued  thee  to  Calvary's 
The  blood  thou  hast  shed,  for  me  let  it  plead, 
And  declare  thou  hast  died  for  my  murderous 
deed. 

2  Neither  passion  nor  pride  thy  cross  can  abide, 
But  melts  in  the  fountain  that  flows  from  thy 

side ;  [load, 

Let  thy  life-giving  blood  wash  away  all  my 
And  purge  my  foulconscience&bringme  toGod. 

3  Come  then,  from  above,  my  doubts  all  remove, 
And  vanquish  my  heart  with  a  sense  of  thy  love; 
Thy  love  on  the  tree  display  unto  me, 

And  the  servant  of  sin  in  a  moment  is  free. 

4  Now,  now,  let  me  know  its  fulness  below, 
Let  it  wash  me  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow; 
Let  it  hallow  my  heart  and  thoroughly  convert, 
And  make  me,  O  Lord,  in  the  world  as  thou  art. 

5  Each  moment  applied  my  weakness  to  hide, 
Thy  blood  be  upon  me  and  always  abide  ; 
Mine  advocate  prove  with  the  Father  above, 
And  take  me  at  last  to  the  throie  of  thy  love. 

HYMN  271.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  River  of  Life. 
f^  REAT  source  of  being  and  of  love  I 
^*  Thou  waterest  all  the  worlds  above  ; 
And  all  the  joys  which  mortals  know, 
From  thine  exhaustless  fountain  flow. 
2  A  sacred  spring,  at  thy  command, 
From  Zion's  mount,  in  Canaan's  land, 


420  HYMN  272. 

Beside  thy  temple  cleaves  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  limpid  stream  around. 

3  This  gentle  stream,  with  sudden  force, 
Swells  to  a  river  in  its  course  ; 
Through  desert  realms  its  windings  play, 
And  scatter  blessings  all  the  way. 

4  Close  by  its  banks,  in  order  fair, 
The  blooming  trees  of  life  appear  ; 
Their  blossoms  fragrant  odors  give, 
And  on  their  fruits  the  nations  live. 

5  Flow,  wond'rous  stream  !  with  glory  crown'd 
Flow  on  to  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 

And  bear  us,  on  thy  gentle  wave — 
To  him  who  all  thy  virtues  gave. 

HYMN  272.  Part  2d— 7s. 
"  Lovest  thou  me  ?" 

HARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  ! 
'Tis  thy  Savior,  hear  his  word, 
Jesus  speaks,  be  speaks  to  thee  ! 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me  ? 

2  "I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  bleeding,  heal'd  thy  wound  ; 
Sou  hi  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
Turr    I  thy  darkness  into  lkrht. 

3  ••  a  mother's  tender  care 
Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare  : 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 


HYMN  273,  274.  421 

Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  faith  is  done, 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be  ; 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me  ?" 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  still  so  faint, 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore  ; 

O  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  ! 

HYMN  273.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
Now  the  accepted  Time. 

NOW  is  the  accepted  time, 
Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Now,  sinners,  come,  without  delay 
And  seek  the  Savior's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
The  Savior  calls  to-day  ; 

To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late, 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
The  gospel  bids  you  come ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 
Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

HYMN  274.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
God's  gracious  Call  to  Sinners. 

RETURN,  O  wanderer — now  return  ! 
And  seek  thy  Father's  face  ! 
Those  new  desires,  which  in  thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace.  •*.  . 


423  HYMN  275. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer — now  return  ! 
He  hears  thy  humble  sigh : 

He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer — now  return  ! 
Thy  Savior  bids  thee  live  : 

Come  to  his  feet — and  grateful  learn, 
How  freely  he'll  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer — now  return  ! 
And  wipe  the  falling  tear  : 

Thy  Father  calls — no  longer  mourn  ! 
'Tis  love  invites  thee  near. 

HYMN  275.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 

The  Evangelist's  Farewell. 

NOW  my  time  is  come  for  going, 
Now  my  heart  begins  to  swell, 
While  the  silent  tear  is  falling, 

Scarce  can  say,  my  friends  farewell. 
Yet,  farewell  to  each  believer, 

Where  my  God  commands  I'll  fly  ; 
We  must  part,  but  not  for  ever, 
We  shall  meet  above  the  sky. 

2  While  I  range  through  distant  regions, 

Far  from  friends  I  hold  most  dear ; 
While  o'er  souls,  exposed  to  ruin, 

Oft  I  shed  the  anxious  tear ; 
Still  my  mind  with  warm  affection, 

Fondly  will  revert  to  you  : 
Time  nor  distance  cannot  sever 

Me  from  those  1  bid  adieu. 


HYMN  276.  423 

3  Say  you  will  your  feeblest  servant, 
On  your  faithful  spirits  bear  ; 

When  your  faith  and  love  are  fervent, 
Will  you  mention  me  in  prayer  1 

Surely,  on  my  mind  I'll  bear  you> 
Though  we  may  far  off  remove  5 

Yet  my  spirit  shall  be  with  you, 
Till  we  take  our  seats  above. 

4  Now  my  soul,  in  hope  exulting, 
Looks  beyond  death's  chilly  waves, 

Where  the  saints  with  whom  I've  parted, 

I  shall  meet  beyond  the  grave  : 
There  to  meet,  o'er  Jordan's  billows, 

Safe  within  the  premised  land. 

1  to  God,  in  love  commend  you, 

And  must  give  the  parting  hand. 

HYMN  276.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Descent  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

BLESS'D  day  !  when  our  ascended  Lord 
Fulfilled  his  own  prophetic  word ; 
Sent  down  his  Spirit,  to  inspire 
His  saints,  baptized  with  noly  fire. 

2  While  by  his  power  these  signs  were  wrought 
While  divers  tongues  his  wisdom  taught, 
His  love  one  only  subject  gave — 

That  Jesus  died  the  world  to  save  1 

3  Sure  peace  with  God  ! — the  joyful  sound 
Pours  wide  its  sacred  influence  round ; 
Relenting  foes  his  grace  receive, 

And  humble  myriads  hear  and  live ! 


424  HYMN  277,  278. 

HYMN  277.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
The  Spirit's  Influence  compared  to  Water. 

BLESS'D  Jesus,  source  of  grace  divine, 
What  soul-refreshing  streams  are  thine  ! 
Oh,  bring  these  healing  waters  nigh, 
Or  we  must  droop,  and  fall  and  die. 

2  No  trav'ller  through  the  desert  lands, 
'Midst  scorching  suns,  and  burning  sands, 
More  needs  the  current  to  obtain, 

Or  to  enjoy  refreshing  rain. 

3  Our  longing  souls  aloud  would  sing, 
Spring  up,  celestial  Fountain,  spring  ; 
To  a  redundant  river  flow, 

And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below. 

4  May  this  bless'd  torrent  near  our  side, 
Through  all  the  desert  gently  glide ; 
Then,  in  Emmanuel's  land  above, 
Spread  to  a  sea  of  joy  and  love  ! 

HYMN  278.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
To  guide. 

COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian — thou  our  guide  ! 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 
2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  display, 
And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way  : 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 
.3  Lead  us  to  holiness — the  road 
Which  we  must  bake  to  dwell  with  God  : 


HYMN  279,  280.  425 

Lead  us  to  Christ — the  living  way ; 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pasture  stray. 

4  Lead  us  to  God — our  final  rest, 
To  be  with  him  for  ever  bless'd  : 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  its  bliss  to  share- 
Fulness  of  joy  for  ever  there  ! 

HYMN  279.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
To  prepare  for  worship. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  each  mind, 
And  fit  us  to  approach  our  God ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 
And  lead  us  to  thy  bless'd  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  our  souls 
A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 

Oh  !  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame  ; 
Make  us  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  Still  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 
And  let  us  now  our  Savior  see  : 

Oh  !  sooth  and  cheer  each  burden'd  heart. 
And  bid  our  spirits  rest  in  thee. 

HYMN  280.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

p  REAT  Father  of  each  perfect  gift 
^~*    Behold  thy  servants  wait ; 
With  longing  eyes — and  lifted  hands, 
We  flock  around  thy  gate. 

2  Oh  shed  abroad  that  royal  gift, 

Thy  Spirit  from  above, 
To  bless  our  eyes  with  sacred  light, 

And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 


426  HYMN  281,28^ 

3  Bless'd  earnest  of  eternal  joy, 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven  ; 
And  bear,  with  energy  divine, 

Our  raptured  thoughts  to  heaven. 

HYMN  281.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Prayer  for  the  return  of  the  Spirit. 

T  ORD,  in  the  temples  of  thy  grace, 
-*-^  Thy  saints  behold  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Here  have  we  seen  thy  glory  shine 
With  power  and  majesty  divine. 

2  Return,  O  Lord,  our  spirits  cry  ; 
Our  graces  droop  ;  our  comforts  die ; 
Return,  and  let  thy  glories  rise 
Again  to  our  admiring  eyes  ; 

3  Till,  fill'd  with  light,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Thy  courts  below,  like  those  above, 
Triumphant  hallelujahs  raise. 

Till  heaven  and  earth  resound  with  praise. 

HYMN  282.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Divine  influence  compared  to  rain. 

THE  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store, 
Watering  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

2  As  in  soft  silence,  vernal  showers 
Descend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers  ; 
So,  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

3  That  heav'nly  influence  let  us  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind, 


HYMN  233,  284.  427 

While  ev'ry  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 
4  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  us,  but  pour'd  on  all  mankind : 
Till  earth's  wild  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  new  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

HYMN  283.  Part  2d— C.  M. 

Prayer  for  Divine  help. 

OH  help  us,  Lord  !  each  hour  of  need 
Thy  heav'nly  succor  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  in  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  Oh  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed, 
With  contrite  anguish  sore, 

And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
Oh  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 

3  Oh  help  us  through  the  prayer  of  faith, 
More  firmly  to  believe  ; 

For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  Oh  help  us,  Father,  from  on  high, 
We  know  no  help  but  thee  ; 

Oh  !  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be. 

HYMN  284.  Part  2d— 7s. 
Hearts  of  Stone. 

HEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent, 
Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued; 
See  his  body,  mangled — rent, 
Qpver'd  with  a  gore  of  blood  j 


428  HYMN  285. 

Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done  ! 
Murder'd  God's  beloved  Son. 

2  Yes,  our  sins  have  done  the  deed, 
Drove  the  nails  that  fix'd  him  there, 

Crown'd  with  thorns  his  sacred  head, 
Pierced  him  with  a  soldier's  spear; 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice, 
For  a  sinful  world  he  dies. 

3  Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain, 
Still  to  death  pursue  your  Lord  ; 

Open  tear  his  wounds  again, 

Trample  on  his  precious  blood  ? 
No  !  with  all  your  sins  I'll  part, 
Savior,  take  my  broken  heart. 

HYMN  285.  Part  2d— 8  &  4. 

The  Love  of  Jesus. 

HERE'S  a  friend  above  all  others, 


T 


Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 
Earthly  friends  may  fail  and  leave  us 
This  day  kind,  the  next  bereave  us, 
But  this  friend  will  ne'er  deceive  us, 

Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 

2  Blessed  Jesus  !  wouldst  thou  know  him, 
Give  thyself  e'en  this  day  to  him, 

Is  it  sin  that  pains  and  grieves  thee, 
Unbelief  and  trials  tease  thee  ? 
Jesus  can  from  all  release  thee. 

3  Lore  this  friend  who  longs  to  save  thee, 
I>ost  thou  love  T  He  will  not  leave  thee  j 


HYMN  286. 

Think  no  more  then  of  to-morrow, 
Take  his  easy  yoke  and  follow, 
Jesus  carries  all  thy  sorrows. 

4  All  thy  sins  shall  be  forgiven, 
Backward  all  thy  foes  be  driven, 
Best  of  blessings  he'll  provide  thee, 
Nought  but  good  shall  e'er  betide  thee, 
Safe  to  glory  he  will  guide  thee. 

5  Pause,  my  soul !  adore  and  wonder, 
Nought  can  cleave  this  love  asunder, 
Neither  trial,  nor  temptation, 
Doubt,  nor  fear,  nor  tribulation, 

Can  bereave  us  of  salvation. 

G  Let  us  still  this  love  be  viewing, 
And  though  faint,  keep  on  pursuing, 
He  will  strengthen  each  endeavor, 
And  when  pass'd  o'er  Jordan's  river, 
This  shall  be  our  song  for  ever. 

HYMN  286.  Part  2d— 8s. 
"  My  beloved  is  mine." 

MY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 
His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim ; 
And  join  with  the  armies  above, 
To  shout  his  adorable  name ; 
To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine, 
Shall  be  my  eternal  employ ; 
And  feel  them  Incessantly  shine, 
My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 

2  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood, 
My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 


430  HYMN  286. 

To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 
And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell ; 

To  shine  with  the  angels  of  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing  ; 

To  view  with  eternal  delight, 
My  Jesus,  my  Savior,  my  King. 

3  My  glorious  Redeemer,  I  long 
To  see  thee  descend  on  the  cloud, 

Amid  a  bright  numberless  throng, 
And  mix  with  the  triumphing  crowd. 

O  when  wilt  thou  bid  me  ascend, 
To  join  in  thy  praises  above, 

To  gaze  on  thee  world  without  end, 
And  feast  on  thy  ravishing  love  ! 

4  No  sorrow,  nor  sickness,  nor  pain, 
Nor  sin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear, 

Shall  ever  molest  me  again, 

Perfection  of  glory  reigns  there. 

This  soul,  and  this  Ixxry  shall  shine, 
In  robes  of  salvation  and  praise ; 

And  banquet  on  pleasures  divine, 
Where  God  his  full  beauty  displays. 

5  Soon,  soon,  shall  my  spirit  exchange, 
This  cell  of  eomiDtible  clay, 

For  mansions  celestial,  and  range 
Through  realms  of  ineffable  day. 

The  crown  that  my  Savior  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine  ! 

My  joy  everlastingly  flows. 

My  God,  my  Redeemer  is  mine. 


HYMN  287.  431 

HYMN  287.  Part  2d— 8  &  4. 
The  Gospel  Trumpet. 

TTARK,  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds, 
-*"*-  Through  all  the  world  the  echo  bounds, 
And  Jesus,  with  redeeming  blood, 
Is  bringing  sinners  home  to  God, 
And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word 
To  endless  day. 

2  Hail,  all-victorious,  conq'ring  Lord, 
By  all  the  heav'nly  hosts  adored  ; 
Who  undertook  for  sinful  man, 

And  brought  salvation  through  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  might  live  and  reign 
In  endless  day. 

3  Fight  on,  ye  conq'ring  saints,  fight  on, 
And  when  the  conquest  you  have  won, 
Then  palms  of  vict'ry  you  shall  bear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share, 

And  crowns  of  glory  you  shall  wear, 
In  endless  day. 

4  Thy  blood,  dear  Jesus,  once  was  spilt, 
To  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  guilt ; 
And  sinners  now  may  come  to  God, 
And  find  salvation  through  his  word, 
And  sail  by  faith  upon  that  flood 

To  endless  day. 

5  There  we  shall  in  sweet  chorus  join, 
And  saints  and  angels  all  combine, 
To  sing  of  his  redeeming  love, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move  , 
And  that  shall  be  the  theme  above, 
In  endless  day, 


432  HYMN  288,  289. 

HYMN  288.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
Giving  the  whole  heart. 

AND  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give  ? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away 

My  Jesus  to  receive  ! 
Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield  ! 
I  can  hold  out  no  more ; 

1  sink  by  dying  love  compelPd 

And  own  thee  conqueror. 

2  Though  late,  I  all  forsake, 
My  friends,  my  all  resign  : 

Gracious  Redeemer !  take,  O  take, 

And  seal  me  ever  thine  : 
Come  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove  ; 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul, 

With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

3  My  one  desire  be  this, 
Only  thy  love  to  know, 

To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 

No  other  good  below. 
My  life,  my  portion  thou, 

Thou  all-sufficient  art, 
M3r  hope,  my  heav'nly  treasure,  now 

Enter,  and  keep  my  heart. 

HYMN  289.  Part  2d— 7s  D. 

PEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 
I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found ; 


HYMN  290.  433 

Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 

Turns  a  fugitive  unbless'd  ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 

2  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave ; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

"Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave  ; 
Mine,  the  God  whom  you  adore  ; 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine  ; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, 

Every  idol  I  resign. 

3  Tell  me  not  of  gain  and  loss, 
Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp  and  power  ; 

Welcome,  poverty  and  cross, 

Shame,  reproach,  affliction's  power  ! 

"  Follow  me  !"  I  know  thy  voice  ; 
Jesus,  Lord,  thy  steps  I  see  : 

Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice, 
Light's  thy  burden  now  to  me. 

HYMN  200.  Part  2d— 11,  8  &  7. 
If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee. 

IF  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  give  them  not 
thy  heart, 
Lest  the  gift  ensnare  thee,  from  thy  God  to  part; 
His  favour  seek,  his  praises  speak, 
Fix  here  thy  hope's  foundation ; 
Serve  him,  and  he  will  ever  be 
The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

2  If  distress  befall  thee,  painful  though  it  be , 
Let  not  grief  appall  thee,  to  thy  Savior  flee  • 
28 


434  HYMN  291, 

He  ever  near,  thy  prayer  will  hear, 

And  calm  thy  perturbation  ; 
The  waves  of  wo  shall  ne'er  o'erflow 

The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

3  When  earth's  prospects  fail  thee,  let  it  not 

distress,  [bless  ; 

Better  comforts  wait  thee,  Christ  will  freely 
To  Jesus  flee,  thy  prop  he'll  be, 

Thy  heavenly  consolation  ; 
For  griefs  below  cannot  overthrow 

The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

4  Dangers  may  approach  thee,  let  them  not 

alarm,  [harm, 

Christ  will  ever  watch  thee,  and  protect  from 
He  near  thee  stands  with  mighty  hands, 

To  ward  off  each  temptation  ; 
To  Jesus  fly,  he's  ever  nigh, 
The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

5  Let  not  death  alarm  thee,  shrink  not  from 

his  blow,  [stow. 

For  thy  God  shall  arm  thee,  and  vict'ry  be- 
For  death  shall  bring  to  thee  no  sting, 

The  grave  no  desolation  ; 
'Tis  gain  to  die,  with  Jesus  nigh, 

The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

HYMN  291.  Part  2d— lis. 

/  would  not  live  always. 

T  WOULD  not  live  always,  I  ask  not  to  stay, 

-*-  Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 

way; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here, 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for  it# 
cheer. 


HYMN  292.  435 

2  I  won  Hvays,  thus  fetterdby  sin, 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within; 
E'en  the  rapture  ot  pardon  is  raingledwith  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgivingwith  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  always  ;  no— welcome  the 

tomb,  [gloom : 

Since  Jesus  hath  lain  triers,  I  dread  not  its 
There,  sweet  be  my  rest,  til!  he  bid  me  arise, 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who  would  live  always,  away  from  his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  . 

5  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Savior  and  brethren  transported  to  greet; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feastof  the  S3ul 

HYMN  292.  Part  2d— L.  M.  D. 
The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 
"1T7HEN  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain, 
*  *     The  glitt'ring  host  bestud  the  sky  ; 
One  star  alone,  of  all  th«  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye  : 
Hark  !  Hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  ev'ry  host,  from  c-v'ry  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Savior  speaks, 

It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 
2  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd  and  rudely  blow  'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  bark. 


436  HYMN  293. 

Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem : 
When  suddenly  a  Star  arose, 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 
3  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 

It  bade  my  dark  foreboding  cease  ; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 

It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 
Now  safely  moor'd — my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star— the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

HYMX  293.  Part  2d— 7  &  5. 
Soldiers  of  the  Cross. 

SOLDIERS  of  the  cross,  arise  ! 
Lo  !  your  leader  from  the  skies 
Waves  before  you  glory's  prize, 

The  prize  of  victory. 
Seize  your  armor — gird  it  on  ; 
The  battle's  yours,  it  will  be  won  ; 
Though  fierce  the  strife,  'twill  soon  be  done; 
Then  struggle  manfully. 

2  Jesus  conqucr'd  when  he  fell, 
Met  and  vanquished  earth  and  hell ; 
Now  he  leads  you  on,  to  swell 

The  triumph's  of  his  cross. 
Though  all  earth  and  hell  appear, 
Who  will  doubt  or  who  can  fear  ? 
"  God  our  strength  and  shield"  is  near ; 

We  cannot  lose  our  cause. 

3  Onward,  then,  ye  hosts  of  God  ! 
Jesus  points  the  victor's  rod; 


HYMN  294.  437 

Follow  where  your  leader  trod  ; 

You  soon  shall  see  his  face. 
Soon,  your  enemies  all  slain, 
The  crown  of  glory  you  shall  gain, 
And  wralk  among  that  glorious  train, 

Who  shout  their  Savior's  praise. 

HYMN  294.  Part  2d— lis. 
The  young  man's  experience. 
f^OME  all  ye  young  people  of  ev'ry  nation, 
^  Come  listen  awhile,  and  to  you  I  will  tell 
How  I  was  first  call'd  to  seek  for  salvation 
In  Jesus,  my  Lord,  who  redeem'd  me  from  hell. 
I  was  not  past  sixteen  when  first  I  was  call'd 
►  To  think  of  my  soul  and  the  state  I  was  in  ; 

1  saw  myself  standing  a  distance  from  Jesus, 
Between  him  and  me  was  a  mountain  of  sin. 

2  The  Devil  perceiving  that  I  was  awaken'd, 
He  strove  to  persuade  me  that  I  was  too  young, 
He  said  I'd  get  weary  before  my  days  ended, 
And  wish  I  had  never  so  sarly  begun  :  [partial, 
Sometimes  he'd  persuade  me  that  Jesus  was 
While  he  was  a  setting  the  poor  sinner  free, 
That  I  was  forgotten,  a  cast-out,  like  Esau, 
That  there  was  no  mercy  at  all  for  poor  me. 

3  But  glory  to  Jesus,  his  love's  not  confined 
To  princes  or  persons  of  noble  degree  : 

His  love  it  is  boundless,  to  all  it's  extended, 
He  died  for  poor  sinners  while  nail'dtothetree. 
Thus  while  I  lay  groaning  in  deep  lamentation, 
My  soul  overwhelm'd  with  sorrow  and  pain  ; 
He  drew  nigh  in  mercy,  look'd  on  me  with  pity, 
He  pardon'd  my  sins  and  his  grace  I  obtain'd. 


438  HYMN  295. 

4  So  now  I've  found  favor  in  Jesus  my  Savior 
And  all  his  commands  I'm  bound  to  obey ; 
I'll  follow  my  Savior  in  whom  I've  found  favor, 
Till  he  shall  see  cause  for  to  call  me  away;  [you 
So  farewell,young  people, since  I  can't  persuade 
To  leave  off  your  follies  and  go  with  a  friend  ; 
I'll  follow  my  Savior  in  whom  I've  found  favor, 
My  days  in  his  service  I'm  bound  for  to  spend. 

HYMN  295.  Part  2d— 7  &  9. 
The  Recruiting  Orders. 
TTaRK  !  brethren,  don't  you  hear  the  sound' 
-f-*-  The  martial  trumpets  now  are  blowing, 
Men  in  order  listing  round. 

And  soldiers  to  the  standard  flowing. 
Bounty  offer'd,  joy  and  peace 

To  ev'ry  soldier  this  is  given, 
When  from  toils  of  war  they  cease, 

A  mansion  bright  prepared  in  heaven. 

2  Those  who  long  in  debt  have  laid. 
And  felt  the  hand  of  dire  oppression, 

All  their  debts  are  freely  paid, 

And  they  endow'd  with  large  possessions; 
Those  that  sick,  or  blind,  or  lame, 

Their  maladies  are  also  heal'd, 
Outlaw'd  rebels,  when  they  come, 

Receive  a  pardon  freely  seal'd. 

3  The  battle  is  not  to  the  strong, 

The  burden's  on  our  captain's  shoulder  ; 
None  so  aged  nor  so  young, 

But  may  enlist  and  be  a  soldier. 
Those  who  cannot  fight  nor  fly, 

Beneath  his  banner  find  protection, 


HYMN  296.  439 

None  who  on  his  name  rely, 

Shall  be  reduced  to  base  subjection. 

4  You  need  not  fear,  the  cause  is  good, 
Come  who  will  to  the  crown  aspire, 

In  this  cause  the  martyrs  bled, 

Or  shouted  vict'ry  in  the  fire  ; 
In  this  cause  let's  follow  on, 

And  soon  we'll  tell  the  pleasing  story, 
How  by  faith  we've  gain'd  the  crown, 

And  fought  our  way  to  life  and  glory. 

5  The  battle,  brethren,  is  begun, 
Behold  the  army  now  in  motion  ; 

Some  by  faith  behold  the  crown, 

And  almost  grasp  their  future  portion. 

Hark  !  the  victor's  singing  loud, 

Emmanuel's  chariot  wheels  are  rumbling, 

Mourners  weeping  through  the  crowd, 
And  Satan's  kingdom  down  is  tumbling, 

6  Hark,  ye  rebels  !  come  and  list ; 
The  officers  are  now  recruiting, 

Why  will  you  in  sin  persist, 

Or  spend  your  time  in  vain  disputing. 
All  your  cavils  sure  are  vain, 

For  if  jrou  do  not  sue  for  favor, 
Down  you'll  sink  in  endless  pain, 

To  bear  the  wrath  of  God  for  ever. 

HYMN  296.  Part  2d— C.  P.  M. 
Creation. 


B 


EGIN,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay, 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 


440  HYMN  290. 

And  praise  th'  Almighty's  name ; 
Lo  !  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 

To  swell  the  inspiring  theme. 

2  Ye  fields  of  light,  celestial  plains, 
Where  gay  transporting  beauty  reigns, 

Ye  scenes  divinely  fair  ; 
Your  Maker's  wondrous  power  proclaim. 
Tell  how  he  form'd  your  shining  frame, 

And  breathed  the  fluid  air. 

3  Ye  angels,  catch  the  thrilling  sound  ; 
While  all  the  adoring  thrones  around. 

His  boundless  mercy  sing  : 
Let  every  listening  ear  above 
Wake  all  the  tuneful  soul  of  love, 

And  touch  the  sweetest  string. 

4  Join,  ye  loud  spheres,  the  vocal  choir  ; 
Thou,  dazzling  orb  of  liquid  fire, 

The  mighty  chorus  aid  ; 
Soon  as  gray  evening  gilds  the  plain, 
Thou,  moon,  protract  the  melting  strain. 

And  praise  him  in  the  shade. 

5  Whatever  a  blooming  world  contains, 
That  wings  the  air,  that  skims  the  plains, 

United  praise  bestow  : 
Ye  dragons,  sound  his  awful  name, 
To  heaven  aloud  ;  and  roar  acclaim, 

Ye  swelling  deeps  below. 

6  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  sway'd* 
The  feeling  heart,  the  judging  head,. 

In  heavenly  praise  employ  . 


HYMN  297.  411 

Spread  his  tremendous  name  around, 
Till  heaven's  broad  arch  rings  back  the  sound, 
The  general  burst  of  joy. 

HYMN  297.  Part  2d— C.  P.  M. 
Perfect  confidence. 

ALTHOUGH  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
The  budding  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 
No  oil  the  olive  yield  ; 
Yet  will  1  trust  me  in  my  God, 
Yea,  bend  rejoicing  to  his  rod, 
And  by  his  grace  be  heal'd. 

2  Though  fields,  in  verdure  once  array 'd. 
By  whirlwinds  desolate  be  laid, 

Or  parch'd  by  scorching  beam  ; 
Still  in  the  Lord  shall  be  my  trust, 
My  joy  ;  for,  though  his  frown  is  just, 

His  mercy  is  supreme. 

3  Though  from  the  fold  the  flock  decay, 
Though  herds  lie  famish'd  o'er  the  lea, 

And  round  the  empty  stall ; 
My  soul  above  the  wreck  shall  rise, 
Its  better  joys  are  in  the  skies ; 

There,  God  is  all  in  all. 

4  In  God,  my  strength,  howe'er  distress'd, 
I  yet  will  hope,  and  calmly  rest, 

Nay,  triumph  in  his  love  ; 
My  ling'ring  soul,  my  tardy  feet, 
Free  as  the  hind  he  makes,  and  fleet, 

To  speed  my  course  above. 


442  HYMN  29S. 

HYMN  29S.  Part  2d— 12  &  11. 
The  Eden  of  Love. 

HOW  sweet  to  reflect  on  those  joys  that 
await  me, 
In  yon  blissful  region,  the  haven  of  rest, 
Where  glorified   spirits  with  welcome   shall 
greet  me,  [bless'd ; 

And  lead  me  to  mansions  prepared  for  the 
Encircled  in  light,  and  with  glory  enshrouded, 
My   happiness   perfect,   my   mind's    sky  un- 
clouded, 
I'll  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  pleasure  unbounded, 
And  range  with  delight  through  the  Eden  of 
Love.  [lestial, 

2  While  angelic  legions,  with  harps  tuned  ce- 
Harmoniously  join  in  the  concert  of  praise, 

The   saints,    as   they  flock  from  the  regions 
terrestrial, 
In  loud  hallelujahs  their  voices  will  raise  : 
Then  songs  to  the  Lamb  shall  re-echo  through 

heaven, 
My  soul  will  respond,  To  Emmanuel  be  given 
All  glory,  all  honor,  all  might  and  dominion, 
Who  brought  us  through  grace  to  the  Eden 
of  Love.  [of  glory  ■ 

3  Then  hail,  blessed  state  '  Hail,  ye  songsters 
Ye  harpers  of  bliss,  soon  I'll  meet  you  above  ! 

And  join  your  full  choir  in  rehearsing  the  story, 
"  Salvation  from  sorrow  thro'  Jesus's  love  :" 
Though  'prison'd  in  earth,  yet  by  anticipation, 
Already  my  soul  feels  a  sweet  prelibation, 
Of  joys  that  await  me,   when  freed  from  pro- 
bation :  [Love, 
My  heart's  own  in  Heaven,  the  Eden  of 


HYMN  299.  443 

HYMN  299.  Part  2d— 7s. 

Ascension. 

TTAIL,  the  day  that  saw  him  rise, 
-■--*•  Ravish'd  from  our  wishful  eyes  ; 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Reascends  his  native  heaven  ; 
There  ihe  pompous  triumph  waits  ; 
"  Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in  !" 

2  Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 
Though  ascending  to  his  throne, 

Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own: 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads  ; 
Next  himself  prepares  a  place, 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

3  Master,  (may  we  ever  say,) 
Taken  from  the  world  away, 
See  thy  faithful  servants,  see, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  : 

Grant,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
High  above  yon  azure  height — 
Grant  our  souls  may  thither  rise — 
Following  thee  beyond  the  skies. 

4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come — 
Looking  for  a  happier  home  : 

There  we  shall  with  thee  remain, 
Partners  of  thv  endless  reign ; 


444  HYMN  300. 

There  thy  face  unclouded  see — 
Find  a  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

HYMN  300.  Part  2d— 6  &  5. 
Praise  to  the  Savior. 
X7"E  servant?  of  God, 
-*•    Your  MttStei  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad, 

His  wonderful  name  : 
The  name  all-victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol  ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious. 

And  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high, 
Almighty  to  save  ; 

And  still  he  is  nigh, 

His  presence  we  have: 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation, 

To  Jesus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God, 
Who  sits  on  the  throne, 

Let  all  cry  aloud, 

And  honor  the  Son; 
Our  Jesus's  praises, 

The  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces, 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore, 
And  give  him  his  right : 

All  glory  and  power, 


HYMN  301.  445 

And  wisdom  and  might ; 
All  honor  and  blessing, 

With  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing. 

And  infinite  love. 

HYMN  301.  Part  2d— 12s. 

Hermit. 
rPHOU  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  but  we  will  not 
-*-  deplore  thee,  [tomb : 

Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the 
For  the  Savior  has  pass'd  through  its  portals 
before  tnee,  [gloom. 

The  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through  the 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  we  no  longer 

behold  thee,  [side  ; 

Nor  tread  the  rough  path  of  the  world  by  thy 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  en- 
fold thee,  [died. 

And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  sinless  has 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  and,  its  mansion 

forsaking, 
Perhaps  thy  tried  spirit  in  doubt  linger'd  long; 
But  the  sunshine  of  heaven  beam'd  bright  on 

thy  waking,  [phim's  song. 

The  song  which  thou  heardst  was  the  sera- 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  'twere  wrong 

to  deplore  thee,  [thy  guide  ; 

When  God  was  thy  ransom,  thy  guardian, 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  soon  he'll  re- 
store thee, 
Where  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Savior 
has  died. 


446  HYMN  302. 

HYMN  302.  Part  2d— 12s. 
The  Martyr's  Death  Song. 

I  HAVE  fought  the  good  fight— I  hare  fmish'd 
my  race,  [brace  ; 

And  Thee,  O  my  Savior,  I  soon  shall  em- 
They  may  torture  ihis  body — my  spirit  is  free, 
And  the  billows  of  death  shall  but  waft  it  to  thee. 

2  Let  thy  strength,  Lord,  but  gird  me — thy 

smile  be  but  mine. 
And  my  soul  on  thy  faithfulness,  firmly  recline; 
The  dungeon — the  sword,  or  the  stake — I  can 

dare, 
And  in  transports  expire — if  my  Jesus  be  there. 

3  Did  my   Lord  feel  the   scourge  ?    Did  the 

thorns  pierce  his  brow  ?  [bow  ? 

In  the  darkness  of  death,  on  the  cross  did  he 
All  this  didst  thou  suffer,  my  Savior,  for  we  ? 
Then  welcome  the  fetters,  that  link  me  to  thee. 

4  United  in  suffering — the  promise  is  clear, 
I  shall  with  my  Jesus  in  glory  appear ; 

Out  of  great  tribulation  in  triumph  I  go, 
With  my  robe  wash'd  in  blood  and  made  whiter 
than  snow. 

5  I  go  to  my  Savior — I  go  to  my  God, 

1  tread  the  game  path  my  Redeemer  once  trod  : 
Unwortlry,  my  Jesus,  unworthy  am  I,  [die. 
E'en  to  fall  in  thy  cause — for  thy  truth  e'en  to 
6Lo!  on  my  clear  vision. the  seats  of  the  bless'd 
Seem  calmly  to  shine,  and  invite  me  to  rest ; 
Then  unshaken  my  soul  on  the  promise  relies  ; 
•'Though  I  die,  I  "shall  live — though  I  fall,  I 
shall  rise." 


HYMN  303.  447 

HYMN  303.  Part  2d— 8s. 

The  gain  of  Godliness. 
TJOW  happy  and  blessed  am  I, 
-*•-*-  Whose  state  is  now  peace  with  my  God; 
A  rebel  by  Jesus  brought  nigh, 

Absolved  and  redeero'd  by  his  blood. 
Salvation  so  precious  to  me  ! 

Thy  grace  can  all  terror  disarm, 
Experience  has  proved  it  to  be 

Adapted  to  conquer  and  charm. 

2  Bless'd  Jesus  !  how  sweet  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  servant  for  ever  I'll  be  ; 

I'm  resolved  to  follow  the  Lamb, 

And  sacrifice  all  unto  thee. 
I  run  for  a  prize  that  is  sure, 

A  crown  that  will  never  decay, 
This  makes  me  with  patience  endure, 

And  press  for  the  glories  of  day. 

3  Inspired  with  the  hope  of  such  bliss, 
No  charms  that  are  sinful  shall  move  ; 

My  soul  is  resolved  through  grace, 
To  press  for  the  mansions  above. 

Though  many  obstructions  I  find 

From  Satan,  the  world,  flesh,  and  sin, 

Yet  Jesus  my  heart  has  inclined, 
To  yield  all  obedience  to  him. 

4  The  doctrine  I'm  taught  is  sublime, 
Most  sweet  are  the  blcsjungs  of  peace  ; 

The  joy  I  now  feci  is  divine, 

My  strength  and  support  are  from  grace  ; 
To  conquest  I've  ofttimes  been  led, 

Advancing  I'll  still  keep  the  field ; 


449  HYMN  304. 

Oft  Satan  before  me  has  fled, 

When  armed  with  faith  as  a  shield. 

HYMN  304.  Part  2d— 8  &  7. 
The  Female  Pilgrim. 
TXTHITHER  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger, 

*  *     Wand'ring  through  this  gloomy  vale  1 
Knowest  thou  not  'tis  full  of  danger, 
And  will  not  thy  courage  fail  ? 

No  !    1  'm  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  ? 
Hallelujah  !  Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

2  Pilgrim  thou  dost  justly  call  me, 
Traveling  through  this  lonely  void  ; 

But  no  ill  shall  e'er  befall  me, 

While  I'm  bless'd  with  such  a  guide. 
Oh,  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 

3  Such  a  Guide  !  no  guide  attends  thee, 
Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise  : 

If  some  guardian  power  defend  thee, 
'Tis  unseen  by  mortal  eyes : 

Oh,  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 

4  Yes,  unseen  ;  but  still  believe  me, 
Such  a  guide  my  steps  attend; 

He'll  in  every  strait  relieve  me, 
He  will  guide  me  to  the  end  ; 

For  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 

5  Pilerim,  see  that  stream  before  thee, 
Darkly  rolling  through  the  vale, 

Should  its  boisterous  waves  roll  o'er  thee, 
Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail  ? 

No  !   I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 


HYMN  305.  449 

6  No :  that  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 
To  its  brink  my  steps  I'll  bend ; 

Thence  to  plunge  'twill  be  delightful, 
There  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 

For  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 

7  V>Tiile  I  gazed,  with  speed  surprising, 

I 'own  the  vale  she  plunged  from  sight; 

-till,  I  saw  her  rising, 
Jake  an  angel  cloth'd  in  light ! 

*ke*s  gone  to  the  kingdom, 
Will  you  follow  her  to  glory? 
Hallelujah  !   Praise  ye  "the  Lord. 

HYMN  305.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Comfort  in  sickness  and  death. 

"\T7TIEN    sickness    shakes    the   languid 
*  *     Each  dazzling  pleasure  flies  ;   [frame, 
Phantoms  of  bliss  no  more  obscure 
Our  long  deluded  eyes. 

2  Then  the  tremendous  arm  of  death 
Its  hated  sceptre  shows, 

And  nature  faints  beneath  the  weight 
Of  complicated  woes. 

3  The  tott'ring  frame  of  mortal  life 
Shall  crumble  into  dust ; 

Nature  shall  faint ;  but  learn,  my  soul, 
On  nature's  God  to  trust. 

4  The  man,  whose  pious  heart  is  fix'd 
On  his  all-gracious  God, 

In  ev'ry  frown  may  comfort  find, 
And  kiss  the  chast'ning  rod. 
29 


450  HYMN  306,  307. 

5  Nor  him  shall  death  itself  alarm, 

On  Heaven  his  soul  relies  ; 
With  joy  he  views  his  Maker's  love, 

And  with  composure  dies. 

HYMN  30G.  Part  2d— C.  M. 
Praise  for  recovery  from  sickness. 
OOYEREIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
^  In  ev'ry  chast'ning  stroke  ; 
And,  while  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 
Thy  presence  I  invoke. 

2  To  thee,  in  my  distress,  I  cried, 
And  thou  hast  bow'd  thine  ear ; 

Thy  pow'rful  word  my  life  prolong'd, 
And  brought  salvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteousness, 
That,  with  the  pious  throng, 

I  may  record  my  solemn  vows, 
And  tune  my  grateful  song. 

4  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hand 
Renews  our  lab'ring  breath  : 

Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

HYMN  307.  Part  2d— L.  M. 
Afflictions  sanctified  by  the  word. 

f\  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  word, 

"  Thy  gracious  covenant,  O  Lord  ; 

It  guides  me  in  the  peaceful  way; 

1  think  upon  it  all  the  day. 

2  What  are  the  mines  of  shining  wealth? 
The  strength  of  youth,  the  bloom  of  health  ? 


HYMN  303.  451 

What  are  all  joys,  compared  with  those 
Thine  everlasting  word  bestows? 

3  Long  unafflicted,  undismay'd, 

In  pleasure's  path  secure  I  stray'd  ; 
Thou  mad'st  me  feel  thy  chast'ning  rod, 
And  straight  I  turn'd  unto  my  God. 

4  What  though  it  pierced  my  fainting  heart ; 

1  bless  thine  hand  that  caused  the  smart ; 
It  taught  my  tears  awhile  to  now, 

But  saved  me  from  eternal  wo. 

5  O,  hadst  thou  left  me  unchastised, 
Thy  precept  I  had  still  despised  ; 
And  still  the  snare,  in  secret  laid, 
Had  my  unwary  feet  betray'd. 

G  I  love  thee,  therefore,  O  my  God,  [abode  : 
And    breathe    tow'rds    heaven,    thy    bright 
Where,  in  thy  presence,  fully  bless'd, 
Thy  chosen  saints  for  ever  rest. 

HYMN  308.  Part  2d— S.  M. 
A  morning  hymn. 

SEE  how  the  morning  sun 
Pursues  his  shining  way, 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  ev'ry  bright'ning  ray. 

2  Tims  would  my  rising  soul 
Its  heav'nly  Parent  sing, 

And  to  its  great  Original 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  lay  me  down 
Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 


452  HYMN  303. 

1  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 

My  kind  Preserver  near. 

4  O,  how  shall  I  repay 
The  bounties  of  my  God? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 
The  pleasing,  painful  I 

5  Dear  Savior,  to  thy  cross 
I  bring  my  sacrif. 

Tinged  with  thy  bkx  end 

With  fragrance  to  1 

HYMN  300.  Pari  2d-    I  .  Bt 

TEHOVAH,  God  !  thy  gracious  power 
■*    On  ev'ry  hand  we  see  ; 
Oh,  may  the  blessings  of     icli 

Lead  all  ouar  thoughts  t 

2  If,  on  the  wings  of  morn  we  speed 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 

Thy  hand  will  there  our  journey  lead, 
Thine  arm  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean-deeps, 
And  reaches  to  the  skies  ; 

Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  From  morn  till  noon — till  latest  eve, 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  we  see  ; 

And  all  the  blessings  we  receive, 
Proceed  alone  from  thee. 

5  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 
On  thee  our  hopes  depend  ; 

In  ev'ry  age — in  ev'ry  clime, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend- 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


Hymns  in  this  table  marked  thus  *,  relate  to  {grace 
and  love  ;  those  marked  thus  t,  are  designed 
to  be  used  at  Baptis?n  and  the  Lord's  Supper  ; 
and  those  marked  thus^}  are  adapted  to  Fu- 
neral occasions. 

PAGE. 

A  few  more  days  of  grief  and  wo 409 

*A  fountain  in  Jesus  which  runs  always  free  225 

Afflicted  saints,  to  Christ  draw  near 175 

Afflictions  though  they  seem  severe 249 

HAh,  lovely  appearance  of  death 384 

tAlas  and  did  my  Savior  bleed 95 

Alis,  what  hourly  dangers  rise 278 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 190 

Although  despised  by  men 203 

A  though  the  vine  its  fruit  deny 441 

*  Amazing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound 211 

Amazing  sight,  the  Savior  stands 228 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 245 

Am  I  indeed  born  from  above 214 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away 200 

And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high 276 

And  can  I  yet  delay 432 

And  is  this  life  prolonu'd  to  me 286 

UAnd  let  this  feeble  body  fail 312 

And  will  the  Judge  descend 316 

And  must  I  ho  to  judgment  brought 317 

And  now.  rav  soul,  another  year 319 

ITAml  must  this  body  die.. .". 120 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat 288 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise 198 

Arise,  my  gracious  God 6 

A  soldier:  Lord,  thou  hast  me  made 351 


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HAs  fades  the  landscape  from  the  sight 410 

As  shepherds  in  Jewry  were  guarding,  &c. . .  .183 

Ashamed  of  Christ,  my  soul  disdains 294 

*  Awake,  my  soul  in  joyful  lays 180 

Awake,  our  souls,  away,  our  fears 71 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 339 

/Awake,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue 67 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear 296 

'Away,  my  doubts,  begone,  my  fear 365 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 293 

Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay 439 

Begone,  unbelief,  my  Savior  is  near 250 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 59 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace 75 

Behold  the  wretch  whose  lusts  and  wine 87 

Bel i old  the  morning  sun 179 

Behold  a  lovely  vine 339 

Beset  with  snares  on  ev'ry  hand 277 

Beside  the  gospel  pool 249 

Bless'd  (lav  !  when  our  ascended  Lord 423 

Bless'd  be  the  everlasting  God 200 

g!ese?d  be  the  tie  that  binds 213 

Bless'd  be  the  dear  uniting  love 328 

Bh'ss'i!  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 81 

Bless'd  are  the  undefiled  in  heart 40 

Bless'-d  are  the  sons  of  peace 52 

Bless'd  Jesus,  source  of  grace  divine 424 

Blessed  Savior,  call'd  thou  me 146 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 209 

Born  in  anguish,  nursed  in  sorrow 414 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here 246 

Brethren,  we  have  met  to  worship 162 

Broad  is  the  road  thai  leads  to  death 127 

Burst,  ye  emerald  <rates.  and  bring 335 

By  Whom  was  Dm  id  taught 244 

Call'd  to  a  sense  of  duty. , .  .143 

Children  of  the  heav'niv  kin<: 347 

Christ  is  set  on  Ziorr's  hill.. 349 

Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme 86 

Christians,  Christ  for  you  hath  bled 408 


FIRST    LINES.  455 

*€ome,  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blessing 217 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 212 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy 227 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast .230 

Come,  trembling  ones,  forget  your  fear 233 

Come,  brethren,  and  rejoice  with  me 269 

Come,  O  my  doubting  soul,  attend 273 

Come,  anxious  sinner,  in  whose  breast 298 

Come,  brethren,  let  us  join  and  sing 301 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed 304 

Come,  soldiers  of  Jesus,  your  armor,  &c 354 

Conse,  brethren  and  sisters,  that  love,  <fcc 363 

Come,  and  taste  alons:  with  me 380 

Come',  my  Christian  friends  and  brethren..  ..388 

Come,  citizens  and  friends  so  dear 142 

Come,  all  ye  sons  of  Zion 163 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 32 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 74 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heav'nly  dove 424 

Como,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  each  mind 425 

Come.  aH  ye  yoimir  people  of  ev'ry  nation. . .  .437 

Come  hither  all  ye  weary  souls 89 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  dove 104 

Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  Cod 118 

Daniel's  wisdom  may  I  know 134 

Deai  refuge  of  my  weary  soul 277 

liDonth  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid 107 

UDeafh  may  dissolve  my  body  now 69 

Did  Christ"  o'er  sinners  weep 401 

Destruction's  dansr'rous  rood 234 

Drrss'd  uniform,  Christ's  soldiers  are 395 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay 19 

En  rib  lias  engross'd  my  love'too  long 291 

*F,ro  yet  he  bovv'd  his' sacred  head 406 

Etornal  Spirit,  wo  confess 123 

Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence 87 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known 14 

Far  from"  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone....  98 

Farewell,  vain  world,  I  bid  adieu .....269 

Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord 323 


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Farewell,  my  brethren  all,  farewell 383 

Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time,  <fcc. . .  .330 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 174 

Father  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 284 

Father  of  mercies,  God  of  leve 318 

Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands 93 

Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  brigl  t 9 

From  the  regions  of  love 1S5 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 292 

From  whence  doth  this  union  arise ,  .342 

From  all  that's  mortal,  all  that's  vain 371 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 186 

Glory  to  God  that  I  have  found 169 

Go  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord 90 

-God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth 21 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whose"  voice 77 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 173 

Good  is  Jehovah  in  bestowins  sunshine 1S1 

"Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound 209 

Great  Architect  of  heav'n  and  earth 406 

Great  God.  attend  while  Zion  sings 23 

^Great  God.  I  own  the  sentence  just 61 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  might 37 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great 125 

Great  source  of  being  and  of  love 419 

Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift 425 

Hail  the  bless'd  morn  when  the  great  Mediator  335 

Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus 412 

Hail  the  day  so  long  expected 400 

H?il  the  day  that  saw  him  rise 443 

'Happy  the  heart  where  grace  doth  reign.. .  .104 

Hark  !  for  'tis  God's  own  son  that  calls 810 

Hark,  henrthe  sound  on  earth  is  found 206 

Hark,  listen  to  the  trnmpefeers 156 

HTark.  from  the  tombs.  a  doleful  sound Ill 

'Hark,  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 372 

Hark,  brethren,  don't  vou  hear  the  sound 438 

Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord 420 

Hark,  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds 431 

Hasten,  O  Lord,  the  laUer  clay 213 


FIRST   LINES.  457 

He  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  dies 346 

Hear  the  royal  proclamation 393 

TfHear  what  the  voice  from  heav'n,  &c 65 

Hearts  of  stone  relent,  relent 427 

Hero  in  the  presence  of  our  God 327 

Here  stands  a  barren  tree 231 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 63 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 48 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord.. 177 

How  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work 327 

How  lost  was  my  condition.*. 215 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 256 

"How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 194 

How  pleased  and  bless'd  was  1 49 

How  pleasant  'tis  to  see 53 

How  sweet  to  reilect  on  these  joys  that  await  442 

How  happy  and  bfeSsed  am  I. . 447 

How  can  1  sink  with  such  a  prop 121 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below 107 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 129 

How  p-anquil  this  moment,  when.  <fec 320 

How  shall  the  )Oung  secure  their  hearts 41 

"Mumble  soul*,  who  seek  salvation 237 

'If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  give  them,  &C..433 

I  hare  fought  the  good  fight,  &c 446 

"I  hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms 322 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives 193 

I  love  the  Lord,  lie  heard  my  cries 38 

I  love  the  sons  of  grace 210 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath 55 

I'd  sing  a  song  which  doth  belong 151 

I'm  glad  1  ever  saw  the  day , 290 

Pin  not  ashamed 40  own  my  Lord 82 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord 379 

*In  evil  long  I  took  delight 274 

tin  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands 238 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away 297 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart 51 

I  thirst,  but  not.  as  once  I  did. 289 

Jsthis  the  kind  return Hi 


453  TABLE    OF 

I've  'listed  in  the  holy  war 353 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord , 12  , 

I  would  not  live  always.  I  ask  not  to  stay 434 

Jehovah  God,  thy  gracious  pow'r 452 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 373 

■  p  1  shall  it  ever  he 299 

•  thy  command 252 

.\  !r  alone 369^ 

Jesus,  dear  Lord,  we  blest  his  name 224- 

Jesus.  1  love  thy  charming  name. .  .  .* 243 

*  Jesus,  let  not  thy  grace  delay 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne 36 

Jesus  shall  reign  Where'er  the  sun 21 

Jesus,  tie-  r j-'ror  r<  igns 196 

:  liy  blessings  are  not  few 

Jesus,  to  ev'ry  willing  mind 133 

Jesus,  we  love  thy  name 192 

Join  all  who  love  "the  Saviors  name 378 

"Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 34 

Kindred  and  friends,  and  native  land 3^2 

Know  then  that  ev'ry  soul  is  free 

Let  all  the  heathen  w  riters  join 43  f 

Let  ev'r;  >in 58  ' 

*Le!  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend 62  ^ 

Let  me  but  hear  <Ujr  Savior  say 64^ 

Lot  Pharisees  of  high  esteem.. 92 

'Let  others  boasl  how  strong  they  he 100 

Let  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  r 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue 221 

Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Savior 332 

Let  strife  for  ever  cease :'d3 

Let  party  names  no  more 344 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord 73 

Lifi  up  your  heads.  Emmanuel's  friends 247 

Lord,  iii  the  morning  ihou  shall  hear 5 

Lord,  in  the  temples  of  thy  grace 426 

Lord.  I  will  hless  thee  all  my  days 10 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  1 22 

Lord  of  eternal  truth  divine 404 


FIRST    LINES.,  459 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above 24 

HLorrl,  what  a  feeble  piece 28 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 30 

Lord,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right 42 

Lord,  1  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 43 

Lord,  at  thy  temple  we  appear." 66 

Lord,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace 99 

i  Lord,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand 240 

fLord.  at  thy  table  I  behold 240 

Hfcri,  when  together  here  we  meet 329 

Low  down  in  this  beautiful  valley 411 

.   Lo,  what  a  glorious  sight  appear s 63 

Lo.  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rise 79 

Mercy,  ()  thou  son  of  David 216 

'Midst  scenes  of  confusion  and,  Arc 140 

Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join 188 

My  dearest  friends  in  bonds  of  love •.  .141 

My  soul,  repeal  his  praise 35 

My  sold  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust 45 

My  God,  my  king,  thy  various  praise 53 

My  (iod,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 103 

My  God.  how  endless  is  thy  love 77 

"My  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight 96 

By  drowsy  pow'rs,  why  sleep  ye  so 100 

I  Jpfy  soid.  come   meditate  the  day 110 

My  God-,  my  life,  my  love 115 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 122 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 123 

My  gracious  Redeemer,  I  love 429 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone 18 

"My  busy  thoughts  in  wonder  rove 263 

My  soul's  full  of  story,  it  fires  my  tongue 367 

My  Jesus,  thou  hast  taught 417 

'My   Savior,  my  Almighty  friend 20 

*Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came 60 

No,  I   shall  envy  them  no  more 110 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard 82 

Not  to  condemn  tire  sons  of  men 80 

Not-with  our  mortal  eyes 83 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts . , 124 


400  TABLE    OF 

Not  fo  the  terrors  of  the  Lord. 126 

Now  let  our  mourning  hearts  revive 314 

Now  the  Savior  stands  a  pleading 350 

Now  shall  my  inward  joys  arise 70 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood 80 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song 106 

Now  is  the  accepted  time 421 

Now  my  time  is  come  for  going 422 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 34 

O  thai  i lie  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 41 

O  for  an  overcoming  faith 64 

O  blessed  souls  are  they 10 

O  God,  my  heart  with  love  inflame 377 

O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul,  &c 191 

*0  love  divine,  howT  sweet  thou  art 222 

O  sinners  fly  to  Jesus'  arms 233 

O  what  a  cruel  wretch  am  1 235 

*0  how  happy  are  they 262 

O  how  1  love  thy  holy  word |50 

O  lielj)  ns  Lord,  each  hour  of  need 427 

O  Jesus,  my  hope,  for  me  offer'd I  up 419 

O  Jesus,  my  Ba*  iOT,  to  thee  1  submit 267 

O  how  1  have  long'd  for  the  coming,  <fcc 'J71 

O  fora  closerwaJk  with  God 275 

O  could  I  find  an  humble  place 279 

'O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  lore 295 

TO  ye  blood-waah'd  ransom'd  sinners ."^45 

O  when  shall  1  see  Jesus 347 

C  careless  sinners,  come 357 

*G  blessed  Lord  Jesus,  I  know  thou,  &.c MS 

O  tell  me  no  more H>6 

O'er  rite  gloomy  lulls  of  darkness 167 

'Oii'^  there  is  abo\  e  all  others 155 

One  night  as  1  lay  musing 139 

ro.i  Zion,  his  mosj  holy  i Mount 207 

On  Ionian's  storufy  banks  I  stand 307 

Our  God,  our  help  in  aires  past 27 

Our  ('ays.  alas  !  our  mortal  days 105 

1Qu,r  Savior  bow'd  beneath  the  wave 236 

map/  a  toil  spent  year 146, 


FIRST   LINES.  40 

Peace  bo  uulo  this  house 336 

People  of  the  living  God 432 

Pilgrims,  with  pleasure  let  us  part 324 

Poor  mourning  souls,  in  deep  distress 360 

■   Praise  God  the  Father,  hcav'nly  light 135 

,  Praise  ye  the  Lord !  my  heart  shall  join 54 

,   Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise 56 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 168 

Prayer  was  appointed  to  convey 

,   Precious  Bible,  what  a  treasure 

liaise  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run 103 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs 

the  voice  celestial  cries 

Her  urn.  O  God  oflove.  return 

Re     in,  O  wanderer,  now  return -i 

Ilk  o.  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wimzs 132 

Saints,  at  your  heav'nly  Father's  word 91 

iSalem's  bright  king,  Jesus  by  name 239 

'Salvation,  O,  the  joyful  sound 204 

Saved  by  blood,  I  live  to  -  ill 254 

Savior,  visit  thy  plantation   281 

Saw  ye  my  Savior 149 

See  what  a  living  stone 39 

See  how  the  mountain  sun 451 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive 15 

Since  all  the  downward  tracks  of  time 182 

Since  .1 . ' r? 1 1 s  freely  did  appear 334 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name 31 

*Sin<*  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands 33 

So  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise b4 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 91 

Soldiers  of  the  cross  arise 436 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say 8 

TSoon  I  shall  hear  the  solemn  call 313 

Sovereign  of  life  I  own  thy  hand 450 

Stand  up  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears 115 

Strait  is  die  way,  the  door  is  strait 127 

if  Stoop  down  my  thoughts  that  used  to  rise. . .  .101 

Substantial  comfort  will  not  grow 220 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  king. 29 


408  TABLE  OF 

*S\veei  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace 180 

Sweet  were  the  cheering  words  that  broke.. ..398 

Teach  me  tlie  measure  of  my  days 11 

Teach  us.  O  Lord,  aright  to  plead" 

*That  name  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet 238 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come U9 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high 173 

tThe  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads 2-9 

*Tlie  King  of  saints  how  fair  his  face 13 

The  Law  by  Moses  came B5 

The  Lord  "my  Shepherd  is 6 

The  Lord  in  Zion  placed  h:s  name 201 

The  Lord  of  gl<  ght 7 

;  Zion. 161 

d  into  hisgai  287 

tThe  br 

The  dews  and  rains  in  all  their  stoie 426 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 329 

The  sun  is  set.  the  day  is  close  1 399 

The  splendid  scene   .  415 

tfan-thej  did  betray 337 

T  &c. .  .310 

The  work!  from  Chris  rt 374 

■ 

uny  nitfht  h  er 390 

T  is 391 

-92 

The  puj  6 

Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  name 109 

There  is  94 

113 

361 

169 

Ther.-  is  a  friend  above  all  "others 

dorious  minds  hour,  bright  they  shine..  70 

a  feeble  man 25 

This  w<  rid  is  alia  fleering ^how 153 

■  •rid  below 407 

.  sinners  take  their  course 16 

Though  troubles  assail  and  dangers  affright. .  .305 


FIRST    LLWLs',  463 

Thou  lovely  source  of  true  delight 288 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  hut  we  will,  &C...445 

^Through  every  age,  Eternal  God 26 

Throughout  our  Savior's  life  we  trace 197 

Through  tribulations  deep 264 

Thy  word,  O  Lord,  directs  the  saints 170 

'Tis  my  happiness  below 255 

To  thee  again,  my  gracious  God 2S3 

To  God,  the  only  wise 72 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope 131 

To  leave  my  dear  friends,  oec 402 

To  God  who  built  the  sky 403 

fTwas  the  commission  of  our  Lord 73 

Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes 46 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes 47 

Vain  delusive  world,  adieu 2G0 

Vain  world,  vain  world.  I  bid  adieu 268 

Wand'ring  pilgrims,  mourning  Christians 310 

Waked  by  tlie  iiospel's  pow'rful  sound 253 

We  praise  the  Lord  for  heav'nly  bread 1>6 

'Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 97 

Well  met.  dear  friends,  in  Jesus' name 325 

We've  found  the  rock,  the  travelers,  cried 362 

*Whal  shall  I  render  to  my  God 38 

What  empty  things  ari  s 117 

What  think  ye  of  Christ,  is  tie  test 188 

What  sound  is  this  salutes  my  ear 202 

What  heav'nly  music  do  I  hear 205 

What  poor  despised  company 242 

What  contradictions  meet 243 

What  various  hind'rauces  we  meet ; 2*3 

What  joyful  sound  is  this  1  hear 300 

What  scones  of  glory  strike  my  sense 413 

What  strange  desire  is  this  I  feel 165 

liWhat  scenes  of  terror  and  amaze..  ..- 137 

When  shall  we  three  meet  again 1-15 

When  v  e  our  weary  limbs  to  rest 133 

When  souls  arc  first  converted 152 

When  Christ  pours  out  aheav'niy  sound 154 

When  Christians  all  in  friendship  meet 171 


4o4  TABLE    OF    FIRST    LIKES. 

liWhen  sickness  shakes  the  languid  frame. . .  .449 

When  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain 435 

'When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name 50 

*When  strangers  stand  and  liear  me  tell 76 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 112 

When  overwhehn'd  with  grief 17 

When  1  survey  the  wondrous  cross 158 

IWhen  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 315 

When  converts  first  begin  :  •  sing " 364 

Whene'er  1  look  int<  375 

When  thou,  my  rigfcl  ,  shall  come.. 385 

When,  O  my  Savior,  -      :  418 

Where  shall  we  j  51 

Whilst  thee  I  seek,  ..r -116 

[■hither  goesi  thou,  .-v H8 

why  should  1  a  King 99 

Vwhy  do  we  niourft  d<  ncte N 

*Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die 102 

With  hearts  and  lips  nnieign'd 287 

With  joy  we  m<   litate  the  grace 88 

With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud 57 

Willi  love  of  pity  I  look  round 308 

Ye  happy  children,  who  follow  Jesus 139 

Ye  servants  of  God 444 

Ye  saints  of  God,  of  ev'ry  name 172 

Ye  sons  of  men  with  joy  "record - 292 

Ye  jewels  of  my  Master 302 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears 312 

Ye  saints  attend  the  Savior's  voice 370 

*Ye  glitt'ring  toys  of  earth  adieu 195 

•Ye  wretched  hungry  starring  poor 226 

Yes.  mi  native  land.  Hove  thee 223 

Young  i  eople  all,  attention  give 157 


HYMNS 


ADD 

SPIRITUAL    SONGS, 

FOR   THE 

USE  OF  CHRISTIANS. 


«T0  D.   MILLARD   AND   J.    BADGER;S   COLLECTION, 

Published  by  the  Christian  Gen.  Book  Association. 


EXETER,  N.H. 

PUBLISHED  BY  M.  FERNALD  AND  E.  SHAW. 

1837. 


PREFACE. 

This  small  collection  of  Hymns  is  designed  as 
supplementary  to  the  Hymn  Book  published  by  the 
Christian  General  Book  Association,  and  to  be  bound 
in  tho  same  book.  The  publishers,  desirous  to  contin- 
ue the  following  Hymns  in  the  Churches,,  have  repub- 
lished them.  It  was  our  design  to  have  published 
each  hymn  at  full  original  length,  but  found  we  must 
leave  out  several, or  shorten  some  hymns;  the  latter 
we  reluctantly  chose,  yet  we  trust  without  much 
injury  to  the  hymns,  and  rendering  them  more  suita- 
ble for  public  worship  and  spiritual  devotion. 

The  Compilers. 


CharUs  W.  Brtwster,  Printer. 


SUPPLEMENT. 


HYMNS  AND  SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 

BY  DIFFERENT  AUTHORS. 


HYMN   1.— L.  M. 

Christ's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 
Ps.  72. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journies  run  ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  this  shall  constant  prayer  be  made. 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 


4  HYMN  2. 

5  Where  he  displays  his  healing  pow'r, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more  ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

More  blessings  than  their  father  lost : 

6  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 

/Angels  descend  with  songs  again. 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  amen. 

j  HYMN  2  —  C.  M. 
W  -practical  improvcmPMt  of  Baptism. 

ATTEND,  ye  children  of  our  God, 
Ye  heirs  of  glory,  hear; 
For  accents  so  divine  as  these 
Might  charm  the  dullest  ear. 

2  Baptiz'd  into  your  Saviour's  death, 
Your  souls  to  sin  must  die  ; 

With  Christ  your  Lord  ye  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

3  There  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 
Enthron'd   divinely  fair  ! 

Yes,  owns  himself  your  brother  still, 
And  your  forerunner  there. 

4  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise, 
On  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 

Above,  your  choicest  treasure  lies, 
Andabe  your  hearts  above. 


HYMN  3.  5 

HYMN  3.— P.  M.-5  &  7. 
Christ's   invitation  to  his  Spouse. 

ARISE  my  dear  love 
My  undefil'd  dove, 
I  hear  my  dear  Jesus  to  say, 
The  winter  is  past, 
The  spring's  come  at  last, 
My  love,  my  dove,  come  away. 

2  All  smiling  in  love 
The  young  turtle  dove, 

The  flowers  appearing  in  May, 

All  speak  forth  the  praise 

Of  the  ancient  of  days, 
My  love,  my  dove,  come  away. 

3  Come  away  from  th'  world's  cares, 
Those  troublesome  snares, 

That  follow  you  night  and  by  day : 

That  you  may  be  free 

From  the  troubles  that  be, 
My  love,  my  dove,  come  away, 

4  Come  away  from  all  pride, 
From  that  raging  tide, 

That  makes  you  fall  out  by  the  way  ; 

Come  learn  to  be  meek, 

And  your  Jesus  to  seek, 
My  love,  my  dove,  come  away. 

5  Come  travel  the  road 
That  leads  you  to  God, 

For  it  is  a  bright  shining  way  ; 


6  HYMN  4. 

Come  run  up  and  down 
My  errands  upon, 
My  love,  my  dove,  come  away. 
HYMN  4.—  L.  M. 

ALL  those  who  seek  a  throne  of  grace, 
Find  one  they  may  in  every  place, 
To  those  who  love  a  life  of  prayer, 
Our  God  is  present  ev'ry  where. 

2  The  shady  grove,  and  burning  plain, 
The  blooming  field,  and  swelling  main, 
Alike  are  sweet  in  secret  prayer, 

For  God  is  present  ev'ry  where. 

3  In  pining  sickness  or  in  health, 
In  poverty  or  growing  wealth; 
The  humble  soul  delights  in  prayer, 
For  God  is  present  ev'ry  where. 

4  When  Zion  mourns,  and  comforts  fail, 
And  all  her  foes  do  scoff  and  rail, 

'Tis  then  a  time  for  secret  prayer, 
For  God  is  present  ev'ry  where. 

5  When  some  backslide,  and  others  fall, 
And  few  are  found  that  strive  at  all 
The  faithful  find  in  secret  pray'r, 
That  God  is  present  ev'ry  where. 

6  O  then  my  soul,  in  ev'ry  strait, 
To  the  Almighty  come  and   wait; 
"Who  sees,  and  ev'ry  sigh  doth  hear, 
And  he  will  answer  all  true  pray'r. 


HYMN  5.  7 

HYMN  5.-C.  M. 
The  converted    Thief.     Luke  xxm.  42. 

AS  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died, 
He  pour'd  salvation  on  a  wretch, 
That  languished  at  his  side. 

2  His  crimes  with  inward  grief  and  shame, 
The  penitent  confess'd  ; 

Then  turn'd  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  prayer  address'd. 

3  "  Jesus,  thou  son  and  heir  of  heaven, 
"Thou  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 

11 1  see  thee  bath'd  in  sweat  and  tears, 
"  And  welt'ring  in  thy  blood. 

4  "  Yet  quickly  from  these  scenes  of  wo, 
"  In  triumph  thou  shalt  rise, 

"Burst  through  the  gloomy  shades  of  death 
"  And  shine  above  the  skies. 

5  "  Amidst  the  glory  of  that  world, 
"  Dear  Saviour,  think  on  me  ; 

"  And  in  the  vict'ries  of  thy  death, 
"  Let  me  a  sharer  be." 

6  His  prayer  the  dying  Jesus  heard, 
And  instantly  replies, 

"To  day  thy  parting  soul  shall  be 
With  me  in  Paradise/' 


8  HYMN  6. 

HYMN  6.-L.   M. 

u  Which  were  born  not  of  blood,  nor  of  the 
will  of  the  fleshy  nor  of  the  will  of  man, 
but  of  God." 

ASSIST  my  soul,  my  heav'nly  King, 
Thine  everlasting  love  to  sing  ; 
And  joyful  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 
As  one  through  grace  that's  born  of  God. 

2  No,  it  was  not  the  will  of  man, 
My  soul's  new  heavenly  birth  began  ; 
Nor  will  nor  pow'r  of  flesh  and  blood, 
That  turn'd  my  heart  from  sin  to  God. 

3  Herein  let  self  be  all  abas'd. 
And  heav'nly  love  alone  confess'd; 
This  be  my  song  through  all  the  road, 
That  born  I  am,  and  born  of  God. 

4  O  may  this  love  my  soul  constrain, 
To  make  returns  of  love  again  ; 
That  1,  while  earth  is  my  abode, 
May  live  like  one  that's  born  of  God. 

5  And  when  th'  appointed  hour  shall  come, 
That  thou  wilt  call  me  to  thy  home  ; 
Joyful  I'll  pass  the  chilling  flood, 

And  die  as  one  that's  born  of  God. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul  triumphant  rise, 
To  its  blest  mansion  in  the  skies; 
And  in  that  glorious  bright  abode, 
Sing  there  as  one  that's  born  of  God. 


HYMN  7.  9 

HYMN  7.— L.   M. 

If  ye  will  not  believe,  surely  ye  shall  not  be 
established.     Isa.  vn.  9. 

ATTEND  my  soul  and  trembling  hear, 
This  awful  truth  demands  your  fear, 
Persisting  still  to  disbelieve, 
No  hope  nor  grace  can  you  receive. 

2  Attend  to  what  th*  Eternal  saith, 
And  pray  incessantly  for  faith, 
Lest  in  an  awful,  hast'ning  hour, 
You  fall  to  be  restor'd  no  more. 

3  Pray  for  that  faith  which  stands  sincere, 
Which  strives  till  death  to  persevere  ; 
That  faith  which  treads  the  tempter  down 
Which  apprehends  the  heav'nly  crown. 

4  That  faith  which  gladdens  all  the  heart. 
Cleansing  the  soul  through  every  part, 
That  faith  which  justifies,  which  draws 
The  will  t'obey  Jehovah's  laws. 

5  That  faith  which  works  inspir'd  by  love, 
Shed  by  the  Spirit  from  above ; 

That  faith  which  can  the  cross  sustain, 
And  sing  in  poverty  and  pain. 

6  Faith  which  canSatan's  schemes  destroy, 
And  fill  the  soul  with  constant  joy, 
Which  sees  its  path  in  darkest  night, 
And  keeps  the  hoav'nly  port  in  sight. 


10  HYMN  8. 

7  0  precious  faith  ! — May  I  be  found, 
Established  on  its  happy  ground  : 
Instruct  me,  Jesus,  from  above, 
And  build  me  up  in  faith  and  love. 
8,  Then  let  the  rising  billows  roll, 
Faith  is  the  anchor  of  my  soul ; 
I'm  well  secur'd  on  ev'ry  side, 
Fix'd  firm  in  Christ,  my  rock,  my  guide. 

HYMN  8.— C.  M. 

Crown  Him. 

BACKSLIDERS  who  your  mis'ry  feel, 
Attend  your  Saviour's  call  ; 
Return,  he'll  your  blackslidings  heal  : 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Tho'  crimson  sin  increase  your  guilt, 
And  painful  is  your  thrall  ; 

For  broken  hearts  his  blood  was  spilt, 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Take  with  you  words, approach  his  throne 

And  low  before  him  fall ; 
He  understands  the  spirit's  groan  ; 
O  crown  him  lord  of  all. 

4  Whoever  comes  he'll  not  cast  out, 
Altho'  your  faith  be  small  ; 

His  faithfulness  you  cannot  doubt ; 
O  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


HYMN  9.  JI 

HYxMN  9.— C.  M. 
A  word  of  comfort  to  the  Lambs  of  Christ, 

BLEST  be  my  God  that  I  was  born 
To  hear  the  joyful  sound  ! 
That  I  was  born  to  be  baptiz'd, 
Where  gospel  truths  abound. 

2  Blest  be  my  God  for  what  1  see  ; 
My  God  for  what  I  hear ; 

1  hear  such  blessed  news  from  heav'n, 

Nor  earth,  nor  hell  I  fear. 

3  I  hear  my  Lord  for  me  was  born, 
My  Lord  for  me  did  die, 

My  Lord  for  me  did  rise  again, 
And  did  ascend  on    high. 

4  On  high  he  stands  to  plead  my  cause. 
And  will  return  again, 

And  set  me  on  a  glorious  throne, 
That  I  with  him  may  reign. 
HYxMN  JO.-L.  M. 
At  Dismission. 

DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing  Lord, 
Help  us  to  ieed  upon  thy  word  ! 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good  ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Give  every  fetter'  soul  release, 

And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 


12  HYMN  11. 

HYMN  11.— L.  M. 

Blessing  God  for  his  goodness  to  soul  and 
body.     Ps.  cm.  1 — 7. 

BLESS,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God, 
Call  home  thy  tho'ts  that  rove  abroad; 
Let  all  the  powers    within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  paise  ; 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought, 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot  ? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  who  sent  his  Son 
To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done  : 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 

The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels. 
Reedeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  life  from  threat'ning  graves. 

5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  pow'r  repairs, 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  ; 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  fills  our  hopes  with  heav'nly  food, 

6  Let  the  whole  earth  his  pow'r  confess, 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace; 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 


HYMN  12.  13 

HYMN  12.— P.  M.— 7  &  6. 

The  Weary   Traveller. 

COME  all  ye  weary  travellers, 
Now  let  us  join  and  sing, 
The  everlasting  praises, 

Of  Jesus  our  great  King. 
We've  had  a  tedious  journey, 

And  tiresome  it  is  true  ; 
But  see  how  many  dangers, 
The  Lord  has  brought  us  through. 

2  But  by  our  disobedience, 
With  sorrow  we  confess, 

We  have  had  long  to  wander 

In  a  dark  wilderness, 
Where  we  might  long  have  fainted, 

In  that  enchanted  ground, 
But  now  and  then  a  cluster 

Of  pleasant  grapes  we  found. 

3  In  faith,  and  hope,  and  patience 
We  often  do  rejoice, 

And  Jesus  and  his  people, 

Forever  are  our  choice, 
In  peace  and  consolation, 

We  now  are  going  on, 
The  pleasant  road  to  Canaan, 

Where  Jesus  Christ  is  gone. 

4  Now  to  the  King  immortal, 
Be  everlasting  praise, 


14  HYMN  13. 

For  in  his  holy  service, 

We  long  to  spend  our  days, 

Till  we  arrive  at  Cnnaan, 
The  glorious  world  above, 

With  everlasting  wonder, 
To  sing  redeeming  love. 
HYMN  13— G.  M. 

The  -presence  of  God  worth  dying  for. 

LORD,  'tis  an  infinite  delight 
To  see  thy  lovely  face, 
To  dwell  whole  ages  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  the  heav'nly  rays. 

2  This  Gabriel  knows  and  sings  thy  name, 
With  rapture  on  his  tongue  ; 

Moses  the  saint  enjoys  the  same, 
And  heavn  repeats  the  song. 

3  While  the  bright  nation  sounds  thy  praise 
From  each  eternal  hill, 

Sweet  odours  of  exhaling  grace, 
The  happy  regions  fill. 

4  Thy  love,  a  sea  without  a  shore, 
Spreads  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 

O  'tis  a  heav'n  worth  dying  for, 
To  see  a  smiling  God. 

5  Sweet  was  the  journey  to  the  sky, 
The  wondrous  prophet  tried  ; 

"Climb  up  the  mount," saysGod '  and  die  ;' 
The  prophet  climb'd  and  died. 


HYMN  14.  15 

HYMN  14.-C.  M. 

Reign  of  Christ . 

HASTEN,  O  Lord,  the  latter  day, 
When  grace  shall  reign  alone  ; 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  world 

Shall  bow  before  thy  throne. 
2Then  shall  pure  converts  crowd  thy  gates, 

Press  to  the  gospel  sound  ; 
And  grace  eternal  sweetly  shine, 
To  ravish  all  around. 

3  Then  shall  the  watchmen  of  the  Lamb 
Raise  the  dear  cross  on  high  ; 

And  from  a  clear  refulgent  light, 
Shall  all  see  eye  to  eye. 

4  Now  shall  the  glorious  gospel  fly 
To  sound  the  Saviour  forth  ; 

And  faith,  and  love,  and  joys  divine, 
Shall  run  through  all  the  earth. 

5  Then  war  shall  cease,  and  wrath  subside, 
And  peace  immortal  flow  ; 

And  saints  unite  in  joy  and  peace, 
And  glory  reign  below. 

6  Lord,  we  would  bless  thee  for  a  ray 
Of  such  triumphant  grace, 

That  leads  to  everlasting  day, 
And  pure  eternal  bliss. 


16  HYMN  15. 

HYMN  15.— L.  M. 

The  Believer's  Hiding- Place. 

HAIL  heav'nly  love,  that  first  began 
The  scheme  to  rescue  wretched  man-, 
Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  Hiding-place. 

2  Enwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 

Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 

Secure  without  a  Hiding-place. 

3  But  lo  !  th'  eternal  counsel  ran, 

"  Almighty  love  arrests  the  man  !*' 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 

And  found  I  had  no  Hiding-place. 

4  God's  glorious  justice  stood  in  view  ^ 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew, 

But  justice  cried,  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  Hiding-place. 

5  But  lo  !  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  mercy  for  my  soul  appear'd, 

Which  led  me  on  a  pleasant  pace, 
To  Jesus  Christ  my  Hiding-place. 

6  A  few  more  rolling  years  at  most, 
Will  land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  coast, 

Where  I  shall  sing  the  song  of  grace, 
Safe  in  my  glorious  Hiding-place. 


I 


HYMN  16.  17 

HYMN  16.-C.  M. 

Praise  for  the  hope  of  Glory. 

SOJOURN  in  a  vale  of  tears ; 
Alas  !  how  can  I  sing  ! 
My  harp  doth  on  the  willows  hang, 
Untun'd  in  ev'ry  string. 

2  My  music  is  a  captive's  chain  ; 
Harsh  sounds  my  ears  do  fill ; 

How  shall  I  sing  sweet  Zion's  songs 
On  this  side  Zion's  hill  ? 

3  Yetlo;  I  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
Surely  I'll  quickly  come  ! 

Each  word  much  sweetness  doth  distil, 
Like  a  full  honey  comb. 

4  And  wilt  thou  come,  my  dearest  Lord  ? 
And  wilt  thou  surely  come  ? 

Yes,  on  such  prospects  I  can  rest, 
And  shall  be  soon  at  home. 

5  Come  then,  my  dearest,  dearest  Lord, 
My  sweetest,  surest  friend  j 

Come,   for  I  loath  these  Kedar  tents 
Thy  fiery  chariot  send. 

6  I  have  a  God  who  changeth  not, 
Why  should  I  be  perplex'd  ? 

My  God  who  owns  me  in  this  world, 
Will  own  me  in  the  next. 


16  HYMN  17. 

HYMN  17— C.  M. 

Joy  in  the  Holy  Ghost. 

MY  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 
My  spirit  doth  rejoice, 
In  him  my  Saviour  and  rny  God  ; 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 

2  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy, 
I  have  a  feast  at  home  ; 

My  sighs  are  turned  into  songs, 
The  Comforter  is  come. 

3  Down  from  above  the  blessed  Dove 
Is  come  into  my  breast : 

To  witness  God's  eternal  love  ; 
This  is  my  heav'nly  feast. 

4  This  makes  me  Abba  Father  cry, 
With  confidence  of  soul  ; 

It  makes  me  cry,  my  Lord,  my  God, 
And  that  without  control. 

5  There  is  a  stream  which  issues  forth 
From  God's  eternal  throne  ; 

And  from  the  Lamb  a  living  stream, 
Clear  as  the  crystal  stone. 

6  This  stream  doth  water  Paradise, 
It  makes  the  angels  sing  ; 

One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart ! 
Hence  all  my  joys  do  spring. 


HYMN  18.  19 

HYMN  18.— L.  M. 

The  Evangelist's  Farewell. 

RULER  of  worlds  display  thy  pow'r, 
'  Be  this  thy  Zion's  fav«»ur'd  hour  ; 
Bid  the  bright  morning  star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  Afric's  shores,  on  India's  plains, 

On  wilds  and  continents  unknown, 
And  be  the  universe  thine  own  ! 

3  Speak  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice 
Speak  and  the  deserts  shall  rejoice  ! 
Scatter  the  shades  of  mortal  night; 

Let  worthless  idols  flee  the  sight. 

4  Trusting  in  him,  dear  brethren,  rear, 
The  Gospel  standard,  void  of  fear  ; 

Go  see  with  joy  your  destin'd  shore, 
To  view  your  native  land  no  more. 

5  Yes,  Christian  heroes  !  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  through  Immanuel's  name  ! 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  rose  of  Sharon  there. 

G  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more, 
Meet  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to  fa!) 
And  crown  our  Jesus  Lord  of  all. 


20  HYMN  10. 

HYMN  19.— P.  M.— 8  &  7. 

Christ  our  Advocate. 

SAVIOUR,  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 
Sprinkled  with  redeeming  blood, 
And  my  troubled,  weary   spirit, 
Now  finds  rest  in  thee  my  God. 

2  I  am  safe,  and  I  am  happy, 
While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie, 

Sin  and  satan  cannot  harm  me, 
While  my  Saviour  is  so  nigh. 

3  Now  I'll  sing  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Tell  the  world  of  his  dear  name, 

That  if  any  want  his  Spirit, 
He  is  still  the  very  same. 

4  He  that  asketh  soon  receiveth, 
He  that  seeks  is  sure  to  find, 

Whosoe'er  on  him  belie veth, 
He  will  never  cast  behind. 

5  Now  our  Advocate  is  pleading 
With  his  father  and  our  God  : 

Now  for  us  he's  interceding, 
As  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 

6  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praying, 
M  Father  spare  them ;  I  have  died  ;  ' 

And  the  father  answers,  saying, 
"They  are  freely  justified." 


HYMN  20.  21 

HYMN  20.— L.  M. 
•■  For  he  is  thy  Lord,  and  worship  thou  him." 

ONCE  more  dear  brethren  join  to  sing 
Jesus  our  Lord  our  heavenly  King; 
His  praise  proclaim  with  sweet  accord, 
And  worship  him  for  he's  your  Lord. 

2  Unite  to  show  his  glory  forth, 
Sing  of  his  excellence  and  worth  ; 
His  loving  kindness  here  record, 
And  worship  him  for  he's  your  Lord. 

3  O  trust  and  triumph  in  his  name, 
Jesus  unchangably  the  same  ; 

His  name  shall  endless  joys  afford, 
Then  worship  him,  for  he's  your  Lord. 

4  Before  him  walk  in  humble  faith, 
And  in  him  trust  in  life  and  death  ; 
Worthy  is  he  to  be  ador'd, 

Then  wrorship  him,  for  he's  your  Lord. 

5  Though  from  each  other  here  we  part, 
With  him  we  trust  we're  joined  in  heart ; 
He's  our  exceeding  great  reward, 

And  him  we'll  worship  as  our  Lord. 

6  Ere  long  our  happy  souls  shall  meet 
In  glory  boundless  and  complete  ; 
And  there  according  to  his  word, 
Forever  worship  him  our  Lord. 


22  HYMN  21. 

HYMN  21-C.  M. 

Heavenly  Union. 

OUR  souls  in  love  together  knit, 
Cemented,  join;d  in  one, 
One  heart,  one  voice,  one  faith, one  mind, 
:Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  Our  hearts  did  burn  while  Jesus  spake, 
And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire; 

fie  stoop'd  and  talk'd,  and  kindly  blest, 
And  fill'd  our  large  desire. 

3  We're  soldiers  fighting  for  our  God, 
Let  trembling  cowards  fly  ; 

We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm  and  bold, 
For  Christ  to  live  and  die. 

4  Let  devils  rage,  and  hell  assail, 
We'll  fight  our  passage  through  ; 

Tho'  foes  increase  and  friends  do  fail, 
We'll  seize  the  crown  in  view. 

5  When  thou  thy  jewels  shall  make  up, 
And  set  ihe  starry  crown, 

When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own, 

G  May  we  a  little  band  of  love, 
Be  children  sav'd  by  grace, 

From  glory  into  glory  changed, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 


HYMN  22.  23 

HYMN  22-L.  M. 
The    Christian. 

HONOUR  and  happiness  unite, 
To  make  the  Christian's  name  a  praise  ; 
How  fair  the  scene,  how  clear  the  light, 
That  fills  the  remnant  of  his  days  ! 

2  A  ldngly  character  he  bears  : 

No  change  his  priestly  office  knows  *, 
Unfading  is  the  crown  he  wears, 
His  joys  can  never  reach  a  close. 

3  Adorn'd  with  glory  from  on  high, 
Salvation  shines  upon  his  face  ; 

His  robe  is  of  the  eternal  dye, 
His  steps  are  dignity  and  grace. 

4  Inferior  honors  he  disdains, 

Nor  stoops  to  take  applause  from  earth  ; 
The  King  of  Kings  himself  maintains, 
Th'  expenses  of  his  heav'nly  birth. 

5  The  noblest  creature  seen  below, 
Ordain'd  to  fill  a  throne  above  ; 

God  gives  him  all  he  can  bestow, 
His  kingdom  of  eternal  love  ! 

6  My  soul  is  ravish'd  at  the  thought ! 
Methinks  from  earth  I  see  him  rise  ; 

Angels  congratulate  his  lot, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  ! 


24  HYMN  23. 

HYMN  29.— P.  M.  5  &  6. 

HARK  !  whence  that  voice, 
Hark  !  hear  the  joyful  shouting, 
See  !  see  what  splendour 
Spreads  its  beams  around  us, 
Turning  dark  midnight 
Into  noon  tide  glory, 
As  it  approaches. 

2  With  pomp  majestic, 
See  the  heav'nJy  vision, 
Swiftly  descending, 
While  attending  angels 
Pour  acclamations, 
And  celestial  chanting, 
Wakes  our  attention. 

3  Fear  not,  ye  shepherds, 

'Tis  the  prince  of  peace  comes, 

Full  of  compassion, 

Full  of  love  and  pity, 

Bringing  salvation 

For  the  lost  of  mankind, 

For  ruin'd  nations. 

4  Go  pay  your  homage 
To  your  infant  Saviour, 
Laid  in  a  manger, 

Soe  the  Lord  of  glory 
Meanly  attended, 
Yet  the  great  Redeemer; 
Yon  star  shall  guide  you 


HYMN  24.  25 

5  Give  God  the  glory, 
All  ye  hosts  celestial, 
Peace  dwells  on  earth. 
And  man  enjoys  the  favor ; 
Rais'd  from  death's  dungeon, 
Made  heirs  to  life  eternal, 
Through  a  Mediator. 

6  O  may  impressions 

Of  his  boundless  mercy 
Ever  remind  us 
Of  our  grateful  duty  ; 
Sweet  the  employment 
To  proclaim  his  goodness 
And  sing  his  praises. 

HYMN  24.-C.  M. 

After  Baptism. 

Proclaim,  saith  Christ,  my  wondrous 
To  all  the  sons  of  men  ;  [grace, 

He  that  believes  and  is  baptiz'd, 
Salvation  shall  obtain. 

2  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 
Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 

This  day  have  publicly  declar'd 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

3  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 
And  run  the  Christian  race  ; 

And,  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 


26  HYMN  25. 

HYMN  25.     P.  M.— 6  &  8. 

TAe  Beggar's  Prayer. 

ENCOURAG'D  by  thy  word 
Of  promise  to  the  poor, 
Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 

Waits  at  thy  mercy's  door  ; 
No  hand,  nor  heart,  dear  Lord,  but  thine, 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  beggar's  usual  plea, 
Relief  from  men  to  gain, 

If  offered  unto  thee, 

I  know  thou  would'st  disdain  ; 
But  those  which  move  thy  gracious  ear, 
Are  such  as  men  wouid  scorn  to  hear. 

3  Nor  dare  I  to  profess, 
As  beggars  often  do, 

Though  great  is  my  distress, 

My  faults  have  been  but  few  ; 
If  thou  should'st  leave  my  soul  to  starve, 
It  would  be  what  I  well  deserve. 

4  Though  crumbs  are  much  too  good 
For  such  a  worm  as  I, 

No  less  than  children's  food 
My  soul  can  satisfy  ; 

0  do  not  frown  and  bid  me  go, 

1  must  have  all  thou  canst  bestow, 

5  Thy  ways  thou  Only  Wise, 

Our  thoughts  and  ways  transcend, 


HYMN  26.  27 

Far  as  the  arched  skies 

Above  this  earth  extend  ; 
Such  pleas  as  mine,  men  would  not  hear, 
But  God  accepts  a  beggar's  prayer. 

HYMN  26.— L.  M. 

"  So  will  I  go  in  unto  the  king,  which  is  not 
according  to  the  law ;  and  if  I  perish  I 
perish  ." — Esther  iv.  16. 

SINNERS  expos'd  to  dreadful  woe, 
Arise  and  to  King  Jesus  go ; 
Your  guilt  confess,  his  favour  seek, 
And  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  speak. 

2  Fear  not  the  Law,  'tis  grace  that  reigns, 
Jesus  the  sinner's  cause  maintains  ; 

He  ransom'd  rebels  with  his  blood, 
And  now  he  intercedes  with  God. 

3  To  him  approach  with  fervent  prayer, 
And  if  you  perish,  perish  there  ; 
Resolv'd  at  Jesus'  feet  to  lie, 

Suing  for  mercy  till  you  die. 

4  Like  Esther  venture  near  his  throne, 
And  make  your  supplications  known, 
Tell  him  the  cause  of  all  your  grief, 
And  he  will  grant  you  quick  relief. 

5  Thrice  happy  souls,  who  thus  address 
The  God  of  love  and  boundless  grace, 
Jesus  will  such  completely  save, 

And  life  eternal  they  shall  have. 


28  HYMN  27. 

HYMN   27-L  M. 

The  Prince  of  Peace  riding  victoriously. 

I  COME,  saith  Jesus,  lo  I  come, 
To  help  the  poor  is  my  delight ; 
Love  is  my  nature,  Jove  my  name  ; 
My  help  is  free  both  day  and  night. 

2  Come  without  money  now  to  me, 
Both  weak  and  wounded ,  bond  and  poor  ; 

Rebels  and  pris'ners  I  will  free, 
The  worst  of  all  diseasesrcure. 

3  I'll  labor  at  my  own  expense, 
Cancel  all  debts  and  pay  the  cost ; 

And  give  my  bond  for  their  defence, 
That  not  one  patient  shall  be  lost. 

4  I'm  bound  by  my  own  love  to  be 
Physician  and  a  father  too, 

A  friend  to  all  eternity  ; 

What  more  can  I  propose  to  do. 

5  Enough  O  Lord,  and  we  adore 
Thy  wisdom,  pity,  and  thy  love, 

Thou  giv'st  thyself,  we  ask  no  more  ; 

Nowjmay  we  reign  with  thee  above. 
C  Let  all  the  sons  of  men  rejoice, 

And  join  to  learn  thy  precious  name, 
And  ev'ry  heart,  and  ev'ry  voice, 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  proclaim. 


HYMN  28.  29 

7  Let  saints  and  angels  join  above, 
The  glory  of  thy  name  to  sing. 

While  the  sweet  wonders  of  thy  love, 
Make  all  the  heav'nly  arches  ring. 

8  Let  all  creation  join  as  one, 

Thro'  endless  years  thy  love  proclaim; 
While  sacred  echoes  cry,  Amen  ! 
Amen  !  all  worthy  is  the  Lamb  ! 

HYMN   28.— P.  M.— 7  &6. 
Warning. 

STOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think, 
Before  you  farther  go  : 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  future  death  or  woe  ? 
Hell  beneath  is  gaping  wide, 

Vengeance  waits  the  dread  command, 
Soon  to  stop  your  sport  and  pride, 
And  sink  you  with  the  damn'd. 
O  be  entreated  now  to  stop, 

For  unless  you  warning  take, 
Ere  you  are  aware  you'll  drop 
Into  the  burning  lake  ! 
2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  you  not  his  iron  rod, 

With  which  lie  breaks  his  foes? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day, 
When  he  judgment  shall  proclaim  ; 


30  HYMN  29. 

When  the  earth  shall  melt  away 
Like  wax  before  the  flame  t 
O  be  entreated,  &c. 

3  Though  your  hearts  are  hard  as  steel, 
Your  foreheads  lin'd  with  brass, 

God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass  ; 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Though  they  now  despise  his  grace) 
Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face. 
O  be  entreated,  &c. 

4  But  as  yet  there  is  a  hope 
That  you  may  mercy  know, 

Though  his  arm  is  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbears  the  blow. 
It  was  for  sinners  Jesus  died, 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come  : 
None  who  come  shall  be  denied, 

He  says  there  yet  is  room. 
O  be  entreated,  &c. 

HYMN  29.— P.  M.— 9,  S  &  (i. 
The  Pilgrim's  Farewell. 

LET  us  rise  and  go  to  Zion's  hill, 
Where  all  the  peace  and  ulory  dwells, 
And  sit  and  sing  to  God  our  King, 
And  praise  his  name  forevurmore. 


HYMN  29.  31 

I'll  march  to  Canaan's  land, 
I'll  land  on  Canaan's  shore, 
Where  pleasures  never  end, 
And  troubles  come  no  more  ; 
I'll  go  and  see  what  joys  are  there. 
2  Fare  you  well, my  friends, I  must  be  gone, 
1  have  no  home  nor  stay  with  you, 
I  take  my  leave  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  can  view. 
I'll  march,  &c. 
Farewell  my  loving  friends,  farewell. 
3Happy  soul.just  gone  from  earth  to  heav'n, 
He  flies  to  distant  worlds  above, 
No  more  in  this  poor  house  of  clay, 
He  dwells  with  God  around  the  throne. 
I'll  march,  &c. 
Where  pain  and  death  can  never  come. 

4  Travel  on  to  blest  eternity, 
Where  Jesus  waits  for  us  to  come, 
In  death's  dark  gloom  shout  victory, 
And  rise  to  your  eternal  home, 

I'll  march,  &c. 
Where  fear  and  change  shall  be  no  more. 

5  Golden  joys  above,  where  Jesus  dwells 
His  love  is  full  for  every  saint, 
Fountain  of  life  immortal  flows, 

Thro'  heavenly  worlds  without  restraint. 
I'll  march,  &c. 
All's  mine  if  faithful,  here  below. 


32  HYMN  30 

HYMN  30— P.  M. 
Free  Grace. 

THE  voice  of  free  grace 
Cries  escape  to  the  mountain, 
For  Adam's  lost  race 

Christ  has  open'd  a  fountain, 
For  sin  and  transgression 

And  ev'ry  pollution, 
His  blood  it  flows  freely 
In  plent'ous  salvation. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb 

Thro*  whom  we've  found  pardon, 
We'll  praise  him  again 

When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  That  fountain  so  clear 

In  which  all  may  find  pardon, 
From  Jesus'  side  flows 

A  plenteous  redemption  ; 
Tho'  your  sins  are  increased 

As  high  as  a  mountain, 
His  blood  it  flows  freely 

In  streams  of  salvation. 

3  O  !   Jesus  ride  on, 

Thy  kingdom  is  glorious, 
Over  sin,  death  and  hell 

Thou  wilt  make  us  victorious  : 
Thy  name  shall  be  prais'd 

In  the  great  congregation, 


HYMN  31.  3 

And  eaints  shall  delight 

In  ascribing  salvation. 
4  When  on  Zion  we  stand, 

Having  gain'd  the  blest  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands, 

We'll  praise  him  evermore ; 
We'll  range  the  blest  fields 

On  the  banks  of  the  river, 
And  sing  hallelujahs 

Forever  and  ever. 

HYMN  31. —CM. 

Perfect  love. 
"^rES.  perfect  love  is  perfect  bliss, 
-1-    Proof  rises  all  around  ; 
Nor  can  felicity  like  this, 
Through  earth  or  heaven  be  found. 

2  This  is  the  joy,  if  joy  I  know, 
That  can  delight  impart  ; 

Warm  as  the  ruby  tides  that  flow, 
Incessant  from  my  heart. 

3  This  is  the  joy  that  angels  feel, 
Where  harps  celestial  move  ; 

And  the  fierce  anguish  known  in  hell, 
Is  perfect  want  of  love. 

4  Say,  is  not  this  the  dazzling  light, 
That  decks  the  seraph's  crown  ; 

What  is  perdition's  tenfold  night, 
But  love's  eternal  frown  ? 
3s 


34  HYMN  32. 

HYMN  32.-L.  M. 

The  mourning  soul   answered  by  Christ. 

WHERE,  saith  the  mourner,  is  thisChrist ; 
That  calls  the  hungry  to  a  feast, 
"Where  is  that  grace  proclaim'd  so  free  ? 
Say  herald,  point  the  way  to  me. 

2  "  Well,"  saith  the  Saviour,  "  here  I  be, 
"  Where  is  the  soul  enquires  for  me  ? 

M  I  by  my  spirit  now  declare 

"  My  grace  is  free,  and  you  may  share." 

3  O,  saith  the  soul,  I  would  receive  ; 
Speak  Lord,  and  help  me  to  believe, 
Since  thou  declar'st  thy  grace  is  free, 
O  give  one  precious  drop  to  me. 

4  "  I  wait,"  saith  Jesus;  "  at  your  door, 
"With  love  that  knows  no  bound  nor  shore, 
"  And  far  more  free  I  am  to  give, 

"  Than  you  are  willing  to  receive. 

5  "  Freely  I  die,  I  mourn,  I  bleed, 

"  I  weep,  I  wait,  promise  and  plead  ; 
"  Lab'ring  for  you,  all  drest  in  gore 
"  What  can  I  do  or  offer  more  ? 

6  "  O  be  besought  to  hear  my  voice, 

"  And  make  eternal  life  your  choice  ;  . 
"  Say,  will  you  choose  to  sink  to  hell, 
"  Or  else  with  me  in  glory  dwell." 


HYMN  33.  35 

HYMN  33.— L.  M. 

Invitation  to  thirsty  souls,  fyc. 

THE  Lord  of  life  exalted  stands, 
Aloud  he  cries,and  spreads  his  hands, 
He  calls  ten  thousand  sinners  round, 
And  sends  a  voice  to  ev'ry  wound  ! 

2  Attend  ye  thirsty  souls,  draw  near, 
And  satisfy  your  wishes  here  ; 
Behold  !  the  living  fountain  flows 

In  streams  as  various  as  your  woes  ! 

3  I  purge  from  sin's  detested  stain, 
And  make  the  crimson  white  again; 
Lead  to  the  glorious  world  above, 
Where  all  my  saints  are  fill'd  with  love. 

4  Bless'd  Saviour,  I  can  doubt  no  more  ; 
I  hear  and  wonder  and  adore! 
Panting,  I  seek  that  Fountain  Head, 
Whence  waters  so  divine  proceed. 

5  Clear  spring  of  life  !  flow  on  and  roll 
With  growing  swell  from  pole  to  pole, 
Till  flowers  and  fruits  of  paradise, 
Round  all  thy  winding  current  rise. 

6  Still  near  thy  stream  may  I  be  found, 
Long  as  I  tread  this  earthly  ground  ; 
Cheer  with  thy  wave  death's  gloomy  shade, 
Then  thro'  the  fields  of  Canaan  spread. 


36  HYMN  34. 

HYMN  34. -C.  M. 

On  the  Millenium,. 

THAT  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh 
When  Zion's  light  shall  come  : 
She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  hia-h, 

Bright  as  the  rising  sun  ! 
The  east  and  west  their  sons  resign, 

And  all  creation  bend  ; 
The  church,  the  new  Jerusalem, 
All  glorious  shall  descend. 

2  The  King  who  wears  the  golden  crown, 
And  holds  the  flaming  bow, 

The  holy  city  shall  bring  down, 

And  bless  his  church  below. 
When  Zion's  reigning,  conquering  King, 

Shall  Satan's  works  destroy, 
The  morning  stars  again  will  sing, 

And  Zion  shout  for  joy  ! 

3  The  holy  bright  musician  band, 
Who  play  on  harps  of  gold, 

In  holy  order  see  they   stand, 

Fair  Salem  to  behold, 
Descending  on  sweet  melting  strains, 

Jehovah  they  adore, 
Such  shouts  thro'  earth's  extensive  plains, 

Were  never  heard  before. 

4  Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more, 
Nor  think  his  time  is  long, 

The  saints  though  feeble,  weak  and  poor, 


HYMN  34.  37 

Their  great  Redeemer's  strong  ; 
In  storms  he  is  their  hiding  place, 

A  covert  from  the  wind, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness, 

Quite  through  this  weary  land. 

5  The  streams  of  life  will  flow  from  heav'n, 
And  issue  from  the  throne  ; 

The  floods  of  strife  away  be  driv'n  \ 
The  church   become  but  one. 

That  peaceful  union  we  shall  know, 
And  dwell  on  Jesus'  love, 

And  shout  and  sing  his  praise  below, 
As  angels  do  above. 

6  A  thousand  years  shall  roll  around, 
The  church  shall  be  complete  ; 

Call'd  by  the  glorious  trumpet's  sound, 
Their  Saviour,  Christ  to  meet  ; 

They  rise  with  joy  and  mount  on  high, 
They  fly  to  Jesus'  arms, 

And  gaze  with  wonder  and  delight, 
On  their  Beloved's  charms. 

7  Like  apples  fair  his  beauties  are, 
To  feed  and  cheer  the  mind. 

No  earthly  fruit  can  so  recruit, 

Nor  flagons  full  of  wine, 
Their  troubles  o'er,  they  grieve  no  more, 

But  sing  in  strains  of  joy, 
In  raptures  sweet,  in  bliss  complete, 

They  feast  and  never  cloy. 


38  HYMN  35. 

HYMN  35.    P.  M.— 7  &  7. 
The  Christian's  Inquiry. 

?r¥lIS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 
A    Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought, 

Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame? 
Hardiy  sure  erm  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 

Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  SaviourV  love  ? 

4  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 

Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  1  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

5  Should  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  way  1  once  abhorrd ; 

Find  at  times  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

C  Lord,  decide  this  doubtful  case, 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun. 

Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace. 
If  indeed  it  *s  begun. 


HYMN  36.  39 

7  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 

Help  me  to  begin  this  day. 

HYMN  36.— C.  M.— 8  &  6. 
The  Mariner  s  Psalm  — Ps.  cvii. 

THY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
That  rule  the  boist'rous  sea, 
The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
Who  tempt  the  dang'rous  way. 

2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise, 
And  swell  the  tow'ring  waves  ; 

The  men,  astonish'd,  mount  the  skies, 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 
He  hears  their  loud  request, 

And  orders  silence  thro'  the  skies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 

4  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 
And  see  the  storm  allay'd  ; 

Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears, 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

5  O  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 
The  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 

And  those  that  see  thy  wondrous  wayg, 
Thy  wondrous  love  record. 


40  HYMN  37. 

HYMN  37.— L.  M. 

Prayer  answered  by  crosses. 

IASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
In  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  graces 
Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek,  more  earnestly,  his  face. 

2  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  I  trust,  has  answer'd  pray'r  ; 

But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way 
As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  some  favour'd  hour 
At  once  he'd  answer  my  request, 

And  by  his  love's  constraining  pow'r 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 

4  Instead  of  this,  ho  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart, 

And  let  the  angry  pow'rs  of  hell 
Assault  my  soul  in  ev'ry  part. 

5  Yea,  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  seeni'd 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe ; 

Cross'd  all  the  fair  designs  I  schem'd  ; 
Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 

6  M  Lord,  why  is  this  ?"  I  trembling  cried  ; 
"  Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death  ?" 

M  'Ti8  in  this  way,"  the  Lord  replied, 
ft  I  answer  pray'r  for  grace  and  faith 


HYMN  38.  41 

"  Those  inward  trials  I  employ, 
11  From  self  and  pride  to  set  thee  free, 
1  And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy, 
"  That  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  in  me.'* 


HYMN  3S-C.  M. 

JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 
'Tis  music  to  mine  ear ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  heaven  and  earth  should  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  joy,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 

Jewels,  to  thee,  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 
In  thee  most  richly  meet : 

Nor  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 
And  sheds  its  fragrance  there  ; 

The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 
With  my  last  laboring  breath  ; 

Then  speechless  clasp  thee  in  mine  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 


42  HYMN  39. 

HYMN  39— L.  M. 

/,  even  I,  am  he  that  comforteth  you. — Isa. 
li.  12. 

IN  God  Jet  all  his  saints  rejoice, 
With  thankful  heart  and  cheerful  voice; 
Thus  saith  his  word,  so  kind,  so  true, 
/,  even  1,  will  comfort  you. 
2  Sweet  words  ! — O  let  usbless  his  name, 
And  joyful  all  his  praise  proclaim  ; 
These  words  shall  foes  and  fears  subdue, 
/,  even  /,  will  comfort  you. 
3'  Are  you  in  darkness  and  distress  ! 
Does  satan  roar  and  break  your  peace  ? 
Fear  not,  but  still  this  truth  review, 
/,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

4  Do  sore  afflictions  on  you  lay, 
And  pungent  sorrows  day  by  day  ? 
Look  to  this  word,  'twill  bear  you  thro', 
/,  even  I,  icill  comfort  you. 

5  If  death  in  gloomy  form  appear, 
And  overwhelm  your  souls  with  fear, 
Let  this  sweet  word  your  faith  renew, 
/,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

6  And  when  each  happy  soul  attains 
That  blissful  state  where  glory  reigns, 
This  song  shall  all  his  powers  employ, 
God  is  my  comfort  and  my  joy. 


HYMN  40.  43 

HYMN  40.— P.   M. 
Plain  dealing  with  a  backsliding  heart. 

STUPID  soul  to  folly  cleaving, 
Why  has  God  no  more  thy  heart  ? 
Why  art  thou  thy  mercies  leaving? 
Why  must  thou  with  Jesus  part  ? 

,2  Is  there  in  this  world  existing, 
Aught  with  Jesus  to  compare  ? 

Yea,  can  heaven  itself  produce  one, 
Half  so  lovely,  half  so  fair! 

3  Ah  !   look  back  upon  the  season, 
When  thy  soul  the  Saviour  chose 

For  thy  portion,  and   thy  spirit 
Did  with  his  salvation  close. 

4  Ah  !   remember  thine  espousal : 
Didst  thou  not  with  Christ  agree, 

Leaving  all  thy  former  lovers, 
His  and  his  alone  to  be  ? 

5  Yes,  thou  know'st  thy  joyful  spirit, 
Knew  no  unfulfill'd  desire  ; 

Longing  still,  and  still  receiving, 
Fuel  for  the  heav'nly  fire. 

6  Why  then,  tell  me,  now  so  lifeless  ? 
Why  this  heav'nly  fountain  leave  ? 

Why  to  broken  cisterns  seeking, 
Cisterns  that  no  water  give  ? 


44  HYMN  41. 

HYMN4l-P.M.-8's. 

Buy  the  truth,  and  sell  it  not. 
1HE  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell ; 


FTU 


'Twill  do  to  buy  but  not  to  sell ; 
A  large  estate  that  soul  has  got 
Who  buys  the  truth  and  sells  it  not. 

2  Truth  like  a  diamond  shines  most  fair, 
More  rich  than  pearls  and  rubies  are — 
More  worth  than  gold  and  silver  coin  ; 
O  !  may  it  always  in  us  shine. 

3'Tis  truth  that  binds, and  truth  makes  free, 
And  sets  the  soul  at  liberty, 
From  sin  and  satan's  heavy  chain, 
And  then  within  the  heart  doth  reign. 

4  They  have  a  freedom  then  indeed, 
That  doth  all  freedom  else  exceed — 
Freedom  from  guilt,  freedom  from  woe, 
And  never  more  shall  bondage  know. 

5  O  !   happy  they  who  in  their  youth, 
Are  bro't  to  know  and  love  the  truth; 
For  none  but  they  whom  truth  makes  free, 
E'er  can  enjoy  true  liberty. 

6  Truth  like  a  girdle  let  us  wear, 
And  always  keep  it  clean  and  fair  ; 
And  never  let  it  once  be  told 

The  truth,  by  us,  was  ever  sold, 


HYMN  42.  45 

HYMN  42.— L.  M. 

Jin  exhortation  to  proclaim  Christian  union. 

YE  saints  of  God  of  every  name, 
Unite  your  songs,  the  Lord  proclaim  , 
Extol  him  high — take  him  for  King, 
And  make  the  trump  of  union  ring. 

2  Let  human  rules  be  all  forgot, 

And  take  the  word  which  changes  not ; 
Submit  to  God — salvation  sing, 
And  Let  the  trump  of  union  ring, 

3  Lay  down  your  strife  and  party  zeal, 
The  law  of  love  let  all  fulfil, 

To  Jesus  now  your  honors  bring, 
And  Let  the  trump  of  union  ring. 

4  Forsake  your  pride — the  Lord  adore, 
And  boast  your  party  name  no  more, 
Let  humble  love  and  peace  abound, 
And  make  the  trump  of  union  sound. 

5  God's  church  is  free,  his  church  is  one, 
Give  up  your  strife,  the  work's  begun, 
Aloud  proclaim,  the  truth  is  found, 
And  Let  the  trump  of  union  sound. 

C  We  call  thee  Lord,  thou  art  the  way. 
Thou  art  our  light,  our  brilliant  day  ; 
We  feel  the  life,   with  joy  profound, 
We  vriLL  the  trum\)  of  union  sound. 


46  HYMN  43. 

HYMN  43.— C.  M. 

Comfort  to  those  who  seek  a  risen  Jesus. 
Matt,  xxviii.  5,  6. 

YE  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord, 
Chase  all  your  fears  away  : 
And  bow  with  pleasure  down  to  see, 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought  ; 
Such  wonders  love  can  do  : 

Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  throbb'd  and  bled  for  you. 

3  A  moment  give  a  loose  to  grief, 
Let  grateful  sorrows  rise, 

And  wash  the  bloody  stains  away, 
With  torrents  from  your  eyes. 

4  Then  dry  your  tears  and  tune  your  songs, 
The  Saviour  lives  again  ; 

Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death, 
The  Conq'ror  could  retain. 

5  High  o'er  th'  angelic  bands  he  rears 
His  once  dishonor'd  head  ; 

And  through  unnuinber'd  years  he  reigns, 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

6  With  joy  like  this  shall  every  saint, 
His  empty  tomb  survey  ; 

Then  rise  with  his  ascending  Lord, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 


HYMN  44.  47 

HYMN  44.— C.  M. 
The  Year  of  the  Redeemed. 

COME,  welcome  this  new  year  of  grace, 
Proclaim'd  through  Jesus'  blood  } 
The  happy  year  of  our  release, 
To  seal  our  peace  with  God. 

2  We  hear  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Proclaim  the  jubilee  ; 

The  year  of  the  redeem'd  is  come, 
To  set  the  ransom'd  free. 

3  Ye  aged  saints  who  long  have  sigh'd, 
To  see  this  happy  day, 

The  year  of  the  redeem'd  is  come, 
To  wipe  your  tears  away. 

4  Ye  Lambs  of  Christ,   whose  souls  are 

bound 
In  love's  eternal  chain, 
The  year  of  the  redeem'd  is  come, 
And  you  with  Christ  shall  reign. 

5  But  O,  ye  careless,  Christless  souls, 
Who  scorn  the  happy  few  ; 

The  year  of  the  redeem'd  will  come, 
And  take  them  all  from  you. 

6  When  Michael  bursts  the  vaulted  tomb, 
And  bids  the  dead  arise, 

We'll  sing  the  year  of  the  redeem'd, 
And  lift  our  joyful  eyes. 


43  HYMN  45 

HYMN  45— P.  M.6&8. 

The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  to  hate  evil. 
Proverbs  viii.  12. 
iVOW  whilst  I  try  my  heart 
i- ^    By  this  unerring  word, 

My  conscience  can  assert, 

I  truly  fear  the  Lord. 
I  cannot  tread  the  paths  of  sin, 

1  long  for  holiness  within. 

2  Yes,  holiness  of  heart, 

I  would  more  largely  share, 
I  mourn  with  inward  smart 

The  evils  that  are  there. 
I  hate  my  thoughts  whenever  vain, 
I  would  irom  every  sin  abstain. 

3  I  hate  this  wretched  pride, 
These  covetous  desires  ; 

I'd  h.ive  them  crucified, 

For  Christ  my  heart  requires. 
Jesus,  do  thou  these  foes  subdue, 
O  make  me  more  sincere  and  true. 

4  I'd  live  alone  to  thee, 

I  love  t'  obey  thy   word, 
Well  pleas'd  that  thou  should'st  be 

My  Saviour  and  my  Lord. 
To  thee  1  now  resign  my  heart, 
R^new  it,  Lord,  in  ov'ry  part. 


HYMN  46.  49 

HYMN  46.— P.  M. 

DROOPING  saints  no  longer  grieve, 
Heaven  is  propitious, 
If  in  Christ  you  do  believe 

You  will  find  him  precious  ; 
Jesus  now  is  passing  by 

Calling  mourners  to  him, 
He  has  died  for  you  and  I, 
Now  look  up  and  view  him. 

2  From  his  hands,  his  feet  and  side 
Flows  a  healing  fountain, 

See  the  consolating  tide 

Boundless  as  the  ocean; 
See  the  healing  waters  move 

For  the  sick  and  dying, 
Now  resolve  to  gain  his  love 

Or  to  perish  trying. 

3  Grace's  store  is  always  free, 
Drooping  souls  to  gladden, 

Jesus  calls — come  unto  me 

Weary,  heavy  laden  ; 
Though  your  sins,  like  mountains  high, 

Rise  and  reach  to  heaven, 
Soon  as  you  on  him  rely 

All  shall  be  forgiven. 

4  Now  methinks  I  hear  one  say 
I  will  go  and  prove  him, 

If  he  takes  my  sins  away 
4s 


50  HYMN  4G. 

Surely  I  shall  love  him. 
Yes,  I  see  the  Father  smile  ; 

Smiling  moves  my  burden, 
All  is  grace,  for  I  am  vile 

Yet  he  seals  my  pardon. 

5  Streaming  mercy,  how  it  flows, 
Now  I  know  I  feel  it, 

Half  has  never  yet  been  told 

Yet  I  want  to  tell  it : 
Jesus'  blood  has  healed  my  wounds, 

O  the  wond'rous  story  ! 
I  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 

Glory  !   glory  !  glory  ! 

6  Glory  to  my  Savior's  name, 
Saints  are  bound  to  love  him, 

Mourners,  you  may  do  the  same, 
Only  come  and  prove  him: 

Hasten  to  the  Savior's  blood, 
Feel  it  and  declare  it ; 

0  that  I  could  sound  so  loud 
That  all  the  world  might  hear  it. 

7  If  no  greater  joys  are  known 
In  the  upper  region, 

1  will  try  to   travel  on 
In  this  pure  religion  ; 

Heaven's  here,  and  heaven's  there, 

Glory  here  and  yonder; 
Brightest  seraphs  shout  amen, 

While  all  the  angels  wonder. 


HYMN  47.  51 

HYMN  47.— P.  M.  6  &  8. 
High  Priest. 

A  GOOD  High  Priest  is  come, 
Supplying  Aaron's  place, 
And  taking  up  his  room, 

Dispensing  life  and  grace. 
The  law  by  Aaron's  priesthood  came, 
But  grace  and  truth  by  Jesus'  name. 

2  My  Lord  a  Priest   is  made, 
As  sware  the  mighty  God, 

To  Israel  and  his  seed, 

Ordain'd  to  offer  blood 
For  sinners  who  his  mercy  seek. 
A  Priest  as  was  Melchisedek. 

3  He  once  temptations  knew, 
Of  every  sort  and  kind, 

That  he  might  succour  shew, 

To  every  tempted  mind. 
In  every  point  the  Lamb  was  tried 
Like  us,  and  then  for  us  he  died. 

4  He  died  but  lives  again, 
And  by  the  altar  stands  ; 

There  shews  how  he  was  slain, 

Op'ning  his  pierced  hands. 
Our  Priest  abides,  and  pleads  the  cause 
Of  those  who  have  transgressd  his  laws. 


52  HYMN  48. 

5  I  other  priests  disclaim, 
Their  laws  and  off  'rin^s  too  ; 

None  but  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
The  might j  work  can  do. 

He  shall  have  all  the  praise,  for  he 

Hath  liv'd,  and  died,  and  lives  for  me. 

HYMN  43.— P.  M.— 6  &  8. 
Yet  there  is  room. 

YE  dying  sons  of  men, 
Immerg'd  in  sin  and  woe, 
The  gospel's  voice  attend, 
Which  Jesus  sends  to  you  ; 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty  come. 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 
Nor  vain  excuses  frame  : 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 
Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame, 
All  things  are  ready,  sinner  come, 
For  ev'ry  trembling  soul  there's  room. 

3  Constrain'd  by  bleeding  love, 
Ye  wand'ring  sheep  draw  near, 
Christ  calls  you  from  above, 
His  charming  accents  hear  ; 
Let  whosoever  will,  now  come, 

In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room. 


HYMN  49.  53 

HYMN  49.— P.   M. 

COME  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  theMaster  appear. 

2  His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfil, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  comforts  of  hope  &  the  labor  of  love. 

3  Our  life  as  a  dream,  our  time  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away  ; 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 

4  O  that  each  in    the    day  of  his  coming 

may  say 
1  have  fought  my  way  through: 

1  have  finished  the  work  thou    didst    give 

me  to  do. 

5  O  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive 

the  glad  word, 
Well  and  faithfully  done, 
Enter  into  my  joy   and  sit   down   on   my 
throne. 

HYMN  50. -L.    M.-8's. 

WHEN  sorrows  encompass  me  round, 
And  deepest  distresses  I  see  ; 
Astonish'd  I  cry,  can  a  mortal   be  found, 
That's  surrounded  by  troubles  like  me  ? 

2  Few'moments  of  peace  I  enjoy, 
And  thny  are  succeeded  by  pain: 


54  HYMN  50. 

If  a  moment  of  praising  my  God  I  enjoy, 
I  have  hours  again  to    complain. 

3  O  when  shall  my  sorrows  be  o'er  ? 

0  when  shall  my  sufferings  cease? 
0,when  to  the  bosom  ofChristbe  convey'd, 

To  the  mansions  of  glory  and  peace? 

4  If  souls  disembodied  can  know, 
Or  visit  their  brethren  beneath  ; 

I  hope  I  shall  join  you, as  shouting  you  go, 
After  laying  my  corpse  in  the  earth. 

5  May  no  sorrows  be  vented  that  day, 
When  Jesus  hath  call'd  me  home  ; 

But  with  singing  and    shouting  let   each 
brother  say, 
He  has  gone  from  the  evil  to  come. 

6  My  spirit  to  glory  convey'd, 

My  body  laid  low  in  the  ground  ; 
I  wish  not  a  tear  on  my  grave  to  be  shed, 
But  all  join  in  praising  around. 

7  O'erwhehned  with  the  fulness  of  love, 

1  then  like  an  anoel  shall  sing  : 

Till    Christ  shall   descend   with  a    shout 
from  above, 
And  make  all  creation  to  ring. 

8  Our  slumbering  bodies  obe}r, 

And  quicker  than  thought  shall  arise  ; 
Removed  in  a  moment,  go  shouting  away, 
To  the  mansions  above  in  the  skies. 


HYMN  51.  55 

HYMN   51.-C.  M.— 8&G. 

The  meal  and  cruise  of  oil. 

BY  the  poor  widow's  oil  and  meal, 
Elijah  was  sustain'd  ; 
Though  small  the  stock,  it  lasted  well, 
For  God  the  store  maintain 'd. 

2  It  seem'd  as  if  from  day  to  day, 
They  were  to  eat  and  die  ; 

But  still,  though  in  a  secret  way, 
He  sent  a  fresh  supply. 

3  Thus  to  his  poor  he  still  will  give 
Just  for  the  present  hour  ; 

But  for  to-morrow  they  must  live 
Upon  his  word  and  pow'r. 

4  No  barn  or  store-house  they  possess, 
On  which  they  can  depend ; 

Yet  have  no  cause  to  fear  distress, 
For  Jesus  is  their  friend. 

5  Then  let  no  doubts  your  mind  assail, 
Remember  God  has  said, 

"  The  cruise  and  barrel  shall  not  fail, 
My  people  shall  be  fed." 

6  Though  in  ourselves  we  have  no  stock, 
The  Lord  is  nigh  to  save  ; 

His  door  flies  open  when  we  knock, 
And  'tis  but,  ask  and  have. 


56  HYMN  52. 

HYMN    52.-P.    M. 

Child  of  prosperity. 

CHILD  of  prosperity, 
Nursling  of  vanity, 

Slave  of  preferment, 

Of  wealth  and  renown, 

Does  love  smooth  thy  pillow  3 
Is  hush'd  each  rude  billow 

Of  care  in  thy  breast  ? 

Is  the  wretchedness  flown? 
Is  smiling  contentment, 
Thy  constant  attendant? 

Does  happiness  place 

Her  green  wreath  on  thy  brow, 
And  joy  raise  thy  bosom 
With  heart-felt  emotion, 

And  chase  from  thy  vision 

Each  prospect  of  woe  ? 

2  Ah  !  No  !  Wealth  nor  grandeur. 

Nor  titles  of  honour, 
Can  ever  impart 
A  sweet  calm  to  the  mind  ; 

All,  all  is  emotion, 

Their  pleasure's  a  notion, 
They  leave  no  enjoyment 
Or  comforts  behind. 

Then  haste  to  the  mountain. 

Where  flows  from  the  fountain 
The  streams  of  enjoyment 


HYMN  53.  57 

Unmingled  with  care ; 

The  Eden  of  pleasure, 

The  permanent  treasure, 
The  harbour  of  rest, 
For  no  billows  are  there. 

3  Your  peace,  like  a  river, 

Forever  and  ever 
Shall  glide  undisturb'd 
In  its  channels  along, 

To  that  blissful  region, 

Where  heavenly  religion 
Invites  you  ;   O  haste  ! 
For  she  beckons  you  on — 

Such  heav'nly  enjoyments 

Excite  sweet  employments. 
Our  harps  all  of  gold 
In  the  mansions  above  ; 

Of  joys  unmolested, 

As  angels  ne'er  tasted, 
O'erwhelm'd  in  the  ocean 

Of  pleasure  and  love. 

HYMN  53.— P.  M.^-8s  &  7s. 

DARK  and  thorny  is  the  desert, 
Thro'  which  pilgrims  make  their  way, 
Yet  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow 
Lies  the  field  of  endless  day. 
Fiends  loud  howling  through  the  desert, 
Make  them  tremble  as  they  go, 


oS  HYMN  53. 

And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 
Often  bring  their  courage  low. 

2  O  young  soldiers,  are  you  weary 
Of  the  roughness  of  the  way  ? 

Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you, 

And  your  vigor  to  decay  ? 
Jesus,  Jesus,  will  go  with  you, 

He  will  lead  j7ou  to  his  throne, 
He  who  dy'd  his  garments  for  you, 

And  the  wine  press  trcd  alone. 

3  He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, 
He  who  bids  the  planets  roll; 

He  who  rides  upon  the  tempest, 

And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole  ; 

Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels 
Ready  to  obey  command  ; 

They  are  always  hovering  round  you, 
Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

4  There,  on  flow'ry  hills  of  pleasure, 
Lie  the  fields  of  endless  rest; 

Love  and  joy  and  peace  forever 
Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast. 

Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory 
Where  the  ransom'd  dwell  on  nigh, 

There  on  golden  harps  forever 

Sound  redemption  through  the  sky. 

5  There  a  million  flaming  seraphs 
Fly  across  the  heavenly  plain  ; 


HYMN  54.  59 

There  they  sing  immortal  praises  ; 

Glory  !  glory  !  is  their  strain. 
But  methinks  a  sweeter  concert 

Makes  the  heavenly  arches  ring  ; 
And  the  song  is  heard  in  Zion, 

Which  the  angels  cannot  sing. 

6  O  their  crowns!  how  bright  they  sparkle, 

Such  as  monarchs  never  wore  ; 
They  are  gone  to  richer  pastures ; 

Jesus  is  their  shepherd  there. 
Hail  !  ye  happy,  happy,  spirits, 

Death  no  more  shall  make  you  fear, 
Grief  nor  sorrow,  pain  or  anguish, 

Shall  no  more  distress  you  there. 

HYMN  54.    P.    M. 
Love  to  man. 

ALMIGHTY  love  inspire, 
My  heart  with  sacred  fire, 
And  animate  my  soul  with  desire  to  renew; 
To  him  is  due  our  praise, 
On  Whom  bright  angels  gaze, 
And  symphony  increases  above  the   ethe- 
real blue. 

2  Thou  tender-hearted  Saviour, 
Thy  love  my  soul  amazes, 
Who  died  for  to  save  us,   when  lost   and 
undone  ; 


60  HYMN  54. 

No  cherubim  reliev'd  us, 
No  angel  could  redeem  us  ; 
And  nothing  could  save  us  but   Jesus  and 
his  love. 

3  O  thou,  the  sinner's  friend, 
My  simple  prayer  attend, 

And  save  me  to  the  end  from   the  evil  to 
come. 
Afford  to  me  the  favour 
Which  issues  from  my  Saviour  ; 
And  O  forsake  me  never  till  all   my  toils 
are    o'er. 

4  While  here  on  earth  I  stay, 
I'll  hope  for  that  glad  day, 

Till  lam  call'd  away  to  the  mansions  above, 
There  to  enjoy  the  treasure, 
Of  never  ceasing  pleasure, 

And  shout  in  highest  measure,  hallelujahs 
of  love. 

5  There  in  the  blooming  garden, 
Obtained  by  free  pardon, 

Upon  the  banks  of  Jordan  we'll    worship 
the  lamb  ; 
We'll  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 
While  Jesus  sweet  composes, 
A  song  that  never  closrs,  in  praises  to  his 
name. 


HYMN  55.  Gl 

HYMN  55.-L.  M. 

At  a  Church  Meeting  before  Experiences. 

NOW  we  are  met  in  holy  fear 
To  hear  the  happy  saints  declare, 
The  free  compassion  of  a  God, 
The  virtue  of  a  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Jesus  assist  them  now  to  trace, 

What  they've  experienced  by  thy  grace  ; 
O  Saviour  help  them  now  to  show, 
The  work  almighty  love  can  do. 

3  While  to  the  church  they  freely  own 
What  for  their  souls  the  Lord  hath  done, 
We'd  join  to  praise  eternal  love, 

And  heighten  all  the  joys  above. 

HYMN   56— P.  M. 

Reflection. 

MYdays,my  weeks, my  months, my  years, 
Fly  rapid  as  the  whirling  spheres, 
Around  the  steady  pole; 
Time,  like  the  tide,  its  motion  keeps, 
And  I  must  launch  thro'  boundless  deeps, 
Where  endless  ages  roll. 

2  The  grave  is  near  the  cradle  seen, 
How  swift  the  moments  pass  between  ! 
And  whisper  as  they  fly — 


62  HYMN  56. 

Unthinking  man.  remember  this, 
Thou,  midst  thy  sublunary  bliss. 
Must  groan,  and  gasp,  and  die  ! 

3  My  soul,  attend  the  solemn  call. 
Thine  earthly  tent  must  quickly  fall, 

And  thou  must  take  thy  flight, 
Beyond  the  vast  ethereal  blue, 
To  love  and  sing  as  angels  do, 

Or  sink  in  endless  night. 

4  Long  ere  the  sun  has  run  its  round, 
I  may  be  buried  under  ground, 

And  there  in  silence  rot  : 
Alas  !  one  hour  may  close  the  scene, 
And  ere  twelve  months  shall  intervene, 

My  name  be  quite  forgot. 

5  But  shall  my  soul  be  then  extinct, 
And  cease  to  be,  or  cease  to  think  ? 

It  cannot,  cannot  be  : 
Thou,  active  spirit,  wilt  not  die  ; 
What  wilt  thou  do.  or  whither  fly, 

When  death  shall  set  thee  free  ? 

6  Will  mercy,  then,  its  arms  extend? 
Will  Jesus  be  thy  guardian  friend  ? 

And  heaven  thy  dwelling  place? 
Or  shall  insulting  fiends  appear, 
To  drag  thee  down  to  black  despair. 

Beyond  the  reach  of  grace  ? 


[Attend,  ye  children  of  our  God      jjage  4 
Arise  my  denr  love  5 

*AU  those  who  seek  a  throne  of  grace      6 
"*As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung  7 

*Assist  my  soul,  my  heavenly  King  8 

Attend  my  soul  and  trembling  hear 
A  good  High  Priest  is  come 
*Almigbty  love  inspire 
Backsliders  who  your  mis'ry  feel 
f  Blest  be  my  God  that  I  was  born 
By  the  poor  widow's  oil  and  meal 
Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God 
Come  all  ye  weary  travellers 
*Come,  welcome  this  new  year  of 
Come  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue    53 
Child  of  prosperity  56 

Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert  57 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  Lord 
Drooping  saints  no  longer  grieve 
Encourag'd  by  thy  word 
Honour  and  happiness  unite 
Hark  !  whence  that  voice 
*Hasten,  O  Lord,  the  latter  day 
*Hail  heav'nly  love,  that  first  began 
I  sojourn  in  a  vale  of  tears 
I  come,  saith  Jesus,  lo  I  come 
I  ask'd  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
In  God  let  all  his  saints  rejoice 
Jesus  shall  reiorn  where'er  the  sun 


64 

^Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name  41 

Let  us  rise  and  go  to  Zion's  hill  30 

Lord,  'tis  an  infinite  delight  14 

My  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  01 

My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord  18 

Now  whilst  I  try  my  heart  48 

Now  we  are  met  in  holy  fear  61 

Once  more  dear  brethren  join  to  sing  21 

*Our  souls  in  love  together  knit  22 

tProclaim,  saith  Christ,  my  wondrous  25 

Ruler  of  worlds  display  thy  pow'r  19 

Stupid  soul  to  folly  cleaving  43 

Saviour,  I  do  feel  thy  merit  20 

Sinners  exposed  to  dreadful  woe  27 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think  29 

The  voice  of  free  grace  32 

The  Lord  of  life  exalted  stands  35 

That  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh  30 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  tu  know  38 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord  39 

The  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell  44 

\Vhen*sorrows  encompass  me  round  53 

Where,  saith  the  mourner  is  this  34 

Ye  saints  of  God  of  every  name  45 

Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord  40 

*Ye  dying  sonsof  men  52 

*Yes,  perfect  love  is  perfect  bliss  33 


*  For  Grace  and  Love. 

+  Baptism  and  Lord's  Supper. 


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